Just Like Linnea's

Yesterday I had an epiphany while sitting in Linnea's coffee shop in San Luis Obispo CA.  I realized that subliminally I was trying to make my patio look inviting like Linnea's, where I have spent many happy hours sipping iced tea on warm days and Mexican hot chocolate on cold days.
First off I want to plant a bamboo screen to block my view of the dumpsters and make an obstacle to keep people from throwing things too far, missing the dumpster and landing in my backyard. I want to move a bunch of junk that has piled up from using our backyard as a workshop. I want to restore my altar that my boyfriend has piled junk in front of so I can't even get to it to light candles or anything. He's the biggest obstacle to making the changes I want to make. I'm constantly aiming at beautiful and inviting, while he's aiming at storage and tool usage. I used to dance out there but now there is no room. I think half of the clutter can be thrown away.  Then I have to weed whip all the edges of the garden. And as usual I'm struggling to control all the vines. I sure have my work cut out for me.