The fence and the garage needed us.
Heck, the house needed us when we bought it. Structurally great, but restrained from happiness by a dull palette of white and grey, both indoors and out. We felt like the house looked like a big iceberg sitting on our lot, particularly in winter. Driving home to an iceberg in January isn’t pleasant, and it was a good thing that flaking paint meant we didn’t need to worry about motivating ourselves to redo it. White with grey trim became yellow with green. As for the indoors, we have painted over every grey wall inside with a mix of yellow, orange, and red. Cheerful colours for a cheerful living environment.
But the fence and the garage were left to languish. We were busy. Money was tight. We preferred have fun than tackle a rather thankless task. It was past time.
And now, the last of the sterile and unwelcoming white and grey is gone. We’ve had a busy 5 days and have covered half the surrounding lawn and more than half of ourselves with paint spatters. It’s so much better now. Sitting on the deck in the shade of the apple tree, the green fence extends the lush sense of enveloping greenery. The space is more soothing.
From the other 3 sides, the garage is green with yellow trim to match the fence. From the side visible in the yard, though, we’ve matched the house and hope to play up the suggestion that the garage is a little cottage. We’ll be attaching a window box for flowers and hopefully scrounging up some shutters to add to complete the view. And, of course, we’ll trim back the bushes to make it more visible, replace the boards with holes (rotten spots + a boy with a hammer = holes), and we’ll oust the plants growing in the cracks of the walkway.
Isn’t changing things utterly satisfying?