When we purchased what we lovingly called the Grand Dame* - a tri-level Palisades house with 3 fireplaces a swoon-worthy library and a metric ton (or more) of honeyed-oak trim - a few years ago, we knew the back yard was going to be a bit of a challenge. Like many homes in LO, the house is built into the side of a very steep lot - great if you're a goat. Less great if you actually want a level place to park a trampoline.
*Sometimes renamed the Grand DAMN, depending on the latest plumbing, electrical, HVAC, decking "surprise."
But what we didn't realize is the front yard would become a mud-pit that was not just an eye-sore, it was also helping recreate the film " A River Runs Through It" in the house's foundation. Yikes.
Here's a photo from the original house listing... lots of overgrown bushes and our very own mud pit.
Sure the goat-hill was pretty when covered in snow.... But the original "landscape" in the front was basically channelling all of the runoff from our lovely Cooks Butte Park with its zillions of awesome-sauce hiking trails into the front wall of our house -- right under the aforementioned "dreamy" library, which was now my office.