I am not a fan of old concrete.
Why is there so MUCH of it at the Dutch colonial?
For starters, take our old broken + heaving driveway.
Why can’t we have something charming + gravel+ Frenchie, like these?
Oh, I suppose there are issues after a snowfall, when it’s time to plow.
On an episode of This Old House, I saw them use a pebble-topped asphalt:
They claimed it could be plowed without any pesky gravel issues!
Fingers crossed somebody can do this here in the Midwest!
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And now, let us turn our thoughts to our naughty sidewalks.
Sadly, what we now have is like this . . .
. . . when I would prefer this:
The bad news is that we’ll probably not get to this kind of happiness for a while,
so I’ll have to be patient.
The good news is that we demolished our brick chimney last week:
Look how awesome the old bricks are!
Of course, I insisted that these MUST be saved + recycled
for a new front walk . . .
. . . and within mere moments, I’m on Pinterest, searching for inspiration for said-same:
HA! Look at how HAPPY she is!
You wouldn’t believe how many times this was pinned!
I would never try this at home —
not with my OCD + perfectionist tendencies!
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But once again, I digress.
Back to the genuine brick sidewalks!
During one of my frequent trips to my homeland,
I have seen old bricks, stamped ST. LOUIS, for sale . . .
. . . + now wish I’d gotten at least one.
You can see them here:
How awesome would this be in our sidewalk?