I grew up in Los Angeles, and even though I lived in the heart of the city, every house had a front yard, and all my neighbors took great pride in their lawns and gardens. Now that I live in San Francisco, I rarely see a front lawn, but I’m constantly amazed at all the

Some of my best furniture finds have come the street (and are usually found while I’m walking Jake). So far, I’ve adopted the following castoffs from my neighbors: Set of two, teak, mid-century modern nightstands, Two antique doors, A small, painted metal bench, A green-striped upholstered chair that’s so ugly it’s almost cute, A rocking
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