Ok. I know there's only a few of you actually reading this blog (and thank you for that), but I have to admit, I hesitated to post these images. I know that it's an editorial trick to post the absolute worst "before" pictures, so that the "after" pictures are even more dramatic, but this is pushing the envelope on the worst of the worst.
This, dear reader, is my White Trash backyard right in the heart of Preston Hollow.
Let's break it down:
The Good:
Hmm. Let's see....um...the trees. OK. That's something. And, uh, the size of the yard. Yes! Size matters, people! Nice french doors that will eventually open to a lovely outdoor setting. A mosquito mister system. Now if I can only figure out how to use it. That's about it.
The Bad:
siding on the 2nd floor and garage, wet nasty dog bed, dog poop, crappy brick steps with exposed foundation, dead grass, live weeds, the purposeless brick pillar in the center of the patio area, mud pits (these are essential for the monster trucks my kids play with), no landscaping to speak of save for a few brave trees, plastic Ikea kid furniture and, yes, tile (tile?!) by the alley gate entry. It's an absolute frickin' disaster.
In the coming months, this scene will actually get worse. We will be adding on a garage bay and a second story guest space above, so it will be construction central for the second summer in a row. Serenity now. However, part and parcel of that project is the laying of the hardscape bones of the outdoor room, so perhaps by July, I'll be able to serve a mid-summer dinner on the patio....but the guests will be seated facing the house. HA!
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