My house is what I lovingly refer to as "lived in". There is not a single door in this house without a mark. The walls... well there are certain areas where the walls have been subjected to some "hard living". The family room, where a bookcase hides a hole in the wall the perfect shape of a soccer ball. And the garage where every single person in this family has miscalculated just how far you can pull in without hitting the wall. But none of this is as bad as the yard.
Seven children grew up in this house and played outside... every single day... but that really isn't the main problem. The problem is that as they have grown and moved away for school, or got married, the yard has suffered if for no other reason in that I hate yard work. I would absolutely love to weed and harvest a small garden, but I don't want to put it in. But after seeing a friends yard, which is positively the most beautiful yard you'll ever see, I have been inspired.
This spring, my yard is going to be gorgeous. I am (paying a guy) to spread fertilizer that will work it's magic through the winter, so in the spring, the grass will be healthy and perhaps even green again. I am also planting bulbs... beautiful daffodil, tulip, and paperwhite bulbs... that will magically pop up in the spring and give my little home a sweet and homey look.
It's a shame I can't plant bulbs on the inside of the house... particularly in front of that hole in the wall.
This is a sponsored post for Living Gardens, however, all the points and views are my own.
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