Sacramentans seem conflicted about the perfect residential landscape. Our preferences range from attempting to control nature with vast lawns and boxwood hedges to creating serene spaces that appear untouched by human hands.
Variations abound, inspired by landscape design choices. Contemporary, modern minimalist, cottage garden, French country, tropical, xeriscape—the menu of artistry and whimsy is abundant.
What nudges us to consider a major renovation, a new look?
When Allison and Anthony Okumura bought their home in 2021, they claimed a piece of East Sacramento history.
The house was built in 1907 of “sister” stone, a rectangular block with a faceted face. The material came from the quarry across the street where East Portal Park stands today. Several similar homes surround the park.
The residence is perched high on 51st and M streets above the quarry site. “This was the foreman’s house so he could oversee the work going on,” Anthony says. “It also had been a sorority house for Sac State and so it was in pretty rough condition.”
Foraging for drip irrigation repair parts, I glanced at my primitive gardening tools. Idling in a corner of the garage, the old-timers had weathered wooden handles and scarred cutting surfaces. The digging fork had a bent tine, courtesy of tree root vs. steel.
I was reminded of the evolution of garden maintenance. Gardening tools arrived when a human picked up a tree branch and gouged out a planting furrow. Bone, wood and stone tools were simple but effective. Replacement parts ample and free.
Today, preferred tools are cordless and powered by lithium-ion and nickel-cadmium batteries. Mowers, trimmers and leaf blowers are encased in combinations of plastic, fiberglass, metal and composites. They drain kilowatt hours, like the EVs that share many garages.
Vibrant and active professionals getting close to retirement, Jane and Jeffrey Einhorn weren’t obvious candidates for a big new home. Most of their friends are downsizing.
But when Jane saw the 4,560-square-foot home in Sierra Oaks Vista, she knew it was special.
“Everybody thinks I was crazy to move into such a large home at this time in my life,” she says.
But the home is perfect.
Recently, I made a conscious effort to smell the roses. My gardening had veered into the fast lane, bypassing the fragrant route.
When I discovered a weed, it had to be removed. A lopsided perennial was promptly shape-pruned. Fallen fruit was a sacrilege, immediately gathered and discarded. No time remained to smell roses and admire all things green and growing.
I realized constant maintenance had become more difficult, more exhausting, more unnecessary. Perhaps it’s not all about aging, but the realization that duties can wait and the planet will not suffer mass extinction. Thus, maturity of thought. Coupled with deliberate inaction.
When Jennifer Mata-Tayamen and Mar Tayamen married four years ago, both were widowed for many years. They had six children between them and a large home in Elk Grove.
But East Sac kept calling. “My daughters attended St. Francis High School, so I was in East Sac frequently transporting them to and from school and to the homes of their friends,” Jennifer says. “The sense of community was awesome and quite different than Elk Grove.”
After house hunting for several months, the couple closed last year on an unusual home on 46th Street. Built in 1970, it was the newest house on a stately street. The design is modern compared to the Tudors and Spanish styles that surround it.
Over time, previous owners upgraded and added Craftsman details. They also liked a color that didn’t agree with the Tayamens. “The house had a lot of yellow, which we decided to change right away,” Jennifer says.
