One of the hardest things in the world is finding the perfect neighborhood and home to call yours. When I moved back to Dallas from Arizona, I wanted what I had there — diversity, architecture with character, and a place that I could grow a garden. Yes, I’m an urban gardener. Guilty as charged!
I was about to give up on my search until I happened to drive past a big old building that looked like a YMCA — stucco, flat roof, and trees. It took almost a year to make it happen, but my dreams came true in Oak Cliff.
My neighborhood is still “emerging,” but I’ve been lucky enough to have the Winnetka Heights gang adopt me as one of their own, and now I don’t plan on ever leaving my own Home Idea Factory.