I love reading blogs where average people take their homes from blah to awesome. For me, it’s not as fun when the person has the money to hire someone to design and implement changes. There are many professionals out there to make your home awesome. I don’t care. I want to see a real person kick home improvement ass. I began reading Princess Nebraska because she was doing really cool things with her house. This summer my backyard is finally at the “I need to invite people over and put them in my backyard” place.
When we bought our house in 2008 the seven year old backyard had a concrete patio, a spa pad, and concrete curbing. It looked like someone began to make it a real yard and then just said, “Fuck this. I’d rather be inside watching tv.” It also contained splotches of paint ball fun on the back wall, broken glass from Snapple bottles, rubber bark, animal waste, and cigarette butts. I guess my backyard partied pretty hard before we bought the place.
Originally we watered the bushes and trees by hand, but eventually we ran two water lines around the yard. One was for bush watering and the other for trees. Then we sat on our asses for a while. Finally we got a free loaner gardener for one day. He pulled all the weeds with Adam, and they put down black fabric stuffs to encourage the weeds to fuck off. At some point (probably around Adam’s bonus time but I don’t remember) we bought rocks and hauled them to the backyard. Rocks were the only option because kitty cats don’t like to shit on rocks. I do not like cat shit. The rocks were beautiful and I hoped the bushes would grow big enough to reduce the “We’re senior citizens living in the old part of Rancho Bernardo” feel.
Along the way Adam built raised beds and we’ve grow a thing or two to eat. I’m still not great at watering by hand when it is over a hundred degrees outside, but I’m getting better at it. We also planted our first live Christmas tree. He’s a Monterey Pine and the boys named him Monty. He was very petite when we planted him, and it is amazing to me how tall he’s grown. Our backyard isn’t complete, but it sure is great.