Last year the irises and blackberries were the only bright spot in this weedy grass patch. I'm surprised that it took us until January to figure out that it could be something more. Well last night my husband said that he couldn't believe that I ever believed that I had a black thumb. I did. Apparently it took the two of us to be able to create something so weird and wonderful. It has very little rhyme or reason...but it is lovely. And alive.
We had our first back yard party with about thirty of our closest friends and family over at different points. Jason and I sodded the back yard with fescue a couple of weeks before which REALLY added to the growing loveliness of the space. We scattered tiki torches and paper lanterns around the hammock and dining areas and Jason put up a mist tent in the way-in-back, next to the home made game of 'washers'. I held all the babies while Jason manned the grill. It was the BEST first backyard party I could have imagined.
When I was a single woman renting a garage apartment, I dreamed of the day that I was a happily married homeowner and our back yard was our paradise. I can finally mark that one off my list :)