I Guess We're Gonna Get Our Hands Dirty.

Well, we didn't win that $75K exterior makeover we were pining for, but someone much more deserving did (Congrats Pohls!).  Also, I have given up on yard crashers coming to the rescue (not really, but I heard if you act unsure they are more prone to picking you. eeeep.) So now, we are taking matters into our own black-thumbed hands.  I have spent the majority of Greta's nap time researching what zone we are in and what plants and trees are going to work best in our yard.  Our backyard is a blank canvas...err almost blank (we cannot get rid of the blasted dog house! bonfire?), while the front yard needs an overhaul.  We are not rose people.  In fact, I can't imagine how anyone with small children can appreciate 10 rose bushes (yes, that number gets higher every time I speak of them) lining the perimeter of their front yard.  Needless to say, we're on the hunt for friendlier, lower maintenance shrubs.  Inspiration is happening, people.