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Deck in Seattle Inspiration for a small contemporary backyard deck container garden remodel with no cover
A random, self-insert story. Idk if I’ll continue it.
Just so you know, the inserted character acts nothing like me (they’re too extrovert), but they act in the way I wanted to act if I met her. Anyway, it’s just a silly and fun story that I wanted to write a lot. AO3
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Ray
It happened in a joyful day.
The garden was livid, full of flowers and colorful Nixies. A breeze flowed through, making the leaves dance on air, bringing a sense of calm in the disturbed mind who walked by.
It was impossible to don’t get mesmerized by her flaming hair. Crimson and wild, it seemed like fire itself. Her slim legs paced slowly in the grass, and the Nixies hurried to check out the bloody bandages. These were around her legs, arms and neck, but the woman seemed unbothered.
Instead, her face was hollow. The bags under her eyes told a tale, and her cracked lips continued it. Clouds could be seen in her red irises, simmering over dilated pupils that were focused beyond; far beyond from there.
For a moment, they looked up and noticed the tree over her. Its shadow was solid, protecting her frail skin from the sun.
It was perfect, truly.
Her legs immediately faltered and she fell over the roots. It was quite uncomfortable, but did it matter? She had been in worse conditions and yet, there she was, still alive. So she stayed there, eyes closed, with a pulsing numbness hovering in her body.
She did take more than the normal. She had to. They were so insistent... their voices, pleas and screams. They had crawled under her skin —thus the wounds on her body—, but no longer.
All she could hear were whispers slipping past like sand. The words were feeble, and she couldn’t make out their meanings. She didn’t want to. Didn’t care to.
Some would call it madness.
Peace, she named it.
There was nothing like the pure state of silence and unconsciousness. Fleeting memories would come and leave, no thoughts were required, and the outer world wouldn’t reach her.
For this reason, she frowned at the new stimulus from outside her mind.
“Hellooo,” hummed serene. “Are you fine?”
Goosebumps surged from the stroke on her cheek. So gentle, so sweet, barely touching her. It didn’t felt like Hiélo’s or Sylris’s. It was more… refreshing.
Kenyan opened her eyes and the world around was spinning. Everything was blurred and abstract, except the person in front of her.
“So you are alive!” They smiled and tilted their head. “You got me worried for a sec’, you know?”
Their voice settled in her ears, feeling like a massage in her brain. Soothing, relaxed, warm… she never heard anything like that, did she?
And their face was a sight. Radiant and beautiful, youthful in the tender light. They looked happy. Complete.
When and how did she kill them?
She stared and stared, watching as they accommodated themselves laid in the fresh grass. Their eyes shone at her, as if waiting for something.
“I’m sorry,” she muttered. “I don’t remember you.”
“Of course you don’t, it’s the first time we met.” They giggled and held her hand. “Though I know you, Kenyan. You’re so awesome! I’ve always wanted to talk to you like this.”
She didn’t held their hand back. Not because she didn’t want, but because she didn’t have strength to. Somehow, the person seemed to know it.
“What are you doing here?” they asked.
Running. Escaping. Hiding.
“Resting,” she answered.
“Hmm, your garden is very beautiful, indeed a wonderful place to rest.” They nodded and then gasped. “Can I live here?! I promise to take care of everything while you’re out!”
Live there?
“Why?”
“Because it’s great, and I get to see you!” Their eyes smiled. “Will you come to visit me often?”
She blinked and her finger twitched. Who was that daring person? She didn’t say they could live there, but they’re asking if she’ll visit them. She never saw their face, but they talk as if they were long friends. How so shameless? How so casual? How so nice?
“Okay, I will.”
“Yey!” They cheered and got up in a jump. “You’re the best, Kenyan! See you soon, your love is coming to get you!”
And just like that, they left like they appeared.
…what was it? A spirit, a ghost or hallucination?
She didn’t even ask their name. So rude of her…
They said her love was coming; did they mean Sylris? People trust his words more than rumors, and he said so convincingly that they were deeply in love… yuck.
But for her surprise, the arms who held her weren’t Sylris. Even in her sick state, she knew it was Hiélo. Her love.
How did they know it?
Straining her eyes, she glanced at Hiélo who was visibly worried, carrying her to somewhere. He was rushing. So cute.
“Élo, did you see someone in the garden?…”
His ears twitched. “What did you say?”
“Short…” she mumbled half-awaken, half-asleep, “shiny, shameless, sheepish…” she chuckled. “Why am I ‘sh-ing’ everything?”
“Focus, Kenyan!” He held her slightly tighter. “Was somebody with you?!”
“I don’t know. They said they were gonna live there. It’s their home. Don’t shove them away.”
“Oh great evil...” He frowned and barked at the other guards, saying a lot of orders, but she wasn’t hearing anymore.
Her mind faltered beyond; far beyond from there. To where the person was. To when she was going to see them again.
She couldn’t wait for it.
Abinji
“Date”. Ooh la la, love is in the air 💕 they even match clothes, what a married couple full of love and trust ❤️❤️❤️
Sylris always asks Kenyan to go out with him. When she accepts, he’s the one who prepares the moment; the place, time, food, music, activities… he’s super detailed with it.
Kenyan is grateful that at least he has some sense and won’t take her somewhere uncomfortable, but, ugh, it’s a bother to get dressed up just to go out with him. She needs to keep remembering the maids that it’s just a date, not a Royal party.
(THEY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL. LOOK AT HER HAIR. LOOK AT HIS ARMS.)
Uncovered - Deck
Example of a large cottage backyard deck design with no cover
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Excuse the odd bending because i had to panorama it because my yard's too narrow to step back any farther. Left side is final height. Center pieces have been cut, but im pretty sure i got it spaced out so it *looks* like all sections are equal. Bottom layer still needs to be leveled, and it's supposed to be nice this weekend, so I'm hoping to finish that in the next couple days. Crossing fingers, i alsobhope to get the "aquifer" lined by weeks end.
Measuring out boards for this year’s project. I need to measure and cut 2 boards for the unphotographed side, and then it’s time to start digging. This layer will end up ground level with the yard, and will support both the buried water reserve, and hopefully keep my yard from continuing to sink because its washing out under the fence XD this step should keep me busy through april!
Front Yard Phoenix Here is an illustration of a sizable, contemporary, front yard concrete paver garden path in the springtime.
Medium - Traditional Sunroom Sunroom - mid-sized traditional slate floor sunroom idea with no fireplace and a glass ceiling
Brick Pavers - Craftsman Landscape Inspiration for a large craftsman partial sun front yard brick garden path in spring.
Tomato Mozzarella Salad - Salad - Tomato Salad Tomato and mozzarella salad with basil and olive oil is hard to beat and easy to make. A perfect salad, especially with fresh garden tomatoes.
Little home 💖