I used to avoid looking outside our dining room window because...well...because, frankly, it gave me a headache. All I saw was chaos, and though I liked the natural light the window offered, I sort of hated that it also reminded me of the seemingly endless work to be done. Ugh! One. Thing. At. A. Time. We started in the back left "quadrant" (note: I call everything a "quadrant", which drives Brett nuts. He questions if I know the meaning of the word. I do. But I still use the word very liberally, and kinda sorta just to get Brett's goat), and began trying to tame the beast. We started small, and have slowly expanded outward. Slowly, but surely, as if by magical powers, our yard has begun to take shape! Presto! Cue the green lawn! And the wild blonde dog enjoying said lawn. Poof!
I can't get enough of this sweet girl. Obviously. I delight in her. Simply put.
**Note: Brett just read my post and still questions my understanding of the word "quadrant."