I grew up playing music and enjoying good food, friends and family in my own backyard.
When I lived in Egypt, we always wore kaftans. I had cashmere kaftans from Halston. You put on a kaftan in your backyard, and it’s like you’re in Ibiza.
I spent my first 4 years living in the tiny town of Snug, by the sea near Hobart. Curious about animals, I would pick up ants in our backyard and jellyfish on the beach.
My favorite place to read is next to the pond in my backyard.
I do not intend to dispute in any way the need for defence cuts and the need for government spending cuts in general. I do not share a not in my backyard approach to government spending reductions.
I encourage everybody to hop on Google and type in ‘national park’ in whatever state they live in and see the beauty that lies in their own backyard. It’s that simple.
I live in a second-floor apartment. So when I’m grilling in the backyard, I want everything in one place.
I had to make a name up, and it came from one of my sisters; she was a fan of Frankie Laine. The ‘Denny’ thing, in those days, everyone had a backyard, and a den to hang out. I think I got that nickname there.
My brother Bill, who is a year older, is a climber, and when I was in the seventh grade, he taught me how to rappel off the frozen waterfall in our backyard.
At my home in the southwest of France, I grow oak, hazel, and lemon trees in my backyard.
I started playing this game in the backyard, I started playing this game in middle school and going to go practice without any fans, without any sounds.
My grandmother had mango trees in her backyard when I was a child. So it’s always been an ingredient that I’m familiar with. It can be used in so many ways. My kids absolutely love it for a snack or in a savory dish.
I had one of the most outdoorsy childhoods you could imagine. I basically lived in the woods until I was 13. My dad and I built a huge treehouse in our backyard in Chesterfield, about 30 feet in the air. And we’d vacation on an island in Michigan, where I hunted a deer that we ate.
Nature is impersonal, awe-inspiring, elegant, eternal. It’s geometrically perfect. It’s tiny and gigantic. You can travel far to be in a beautiful natural setting, or you can observe it in your backyard – or, in my case, in the trees lining New York City sidewalks, or in the clouds above skyscrapers.
I fully believe in ghosts. I have, my entire life. The first house I ever lived in was haunted. There was a grave of a man in the backyard. I was just a baby then, but my parents would tell me that every night, at the same time, they would hear someone walking up the stairs.
If you start beating opponents in their backyard is when you give yourself a chance to remain No.1.
I wouldn’t support Limp Bizkit being on some snuff backyard brawling, fighting contest.
After a decade this glum, we deserved a shot of ‘Glee,’ a show that restored our faith in the power of song, the beauty of dance, and the magic of ‘spirit fingers’ to chase our cares and woes into somebody else’s backyard.
We have a bunch of American citizens who step up because that’s what we do. We’ll step up and go across the world to help people out. When it comes to our own backyard, it’s always a different conversation.
I lived in Barueri for a long time, and now I live in a city close to Barueri, so it’s like my backyard.
Christmas Day we get all the dogs and the cats and make breakfast and open presents and then go to the backyard – because it is always like 100 degrees in L.A. – and we get a speaker and play fun ’80s music and dance outside with all the animals.
Growing up with four older brothers, we were into everything! They started snowboarding when I was just a tiny button, and I loved watching them shredding in the backyard. After seeing them compete in a few contests, it was all over. I idolized the sport from day one.
I would want THAAD outside in our backyard, if we could get the military to put one there, because I believe it will be a protection to my children and no danger to them.
I like to sit in my backyard. I go out on the hammock and sit in silence and kind of meditate. Nature is calming, and it’s nice to go out there and clear my head.
My parents wanted us to be pool-safe, so I had lessons when I was 18 months old. I would like to share with all the parents out there that I was that kid who cried during every one of my lessons. But it wasn’t an option for my parents; we had a backyard pool, so I needed to learn how to swim.
I had to learn how to chop wood actually – I don’t think my dad would have let me go chop wood in the backyard growing up.
My dad talks about the times when we’d play backyard cricket: If I got bowled out, I’d just refuse to let go of the bat and swing it at anyone who tried to take it away from me. I like to think that’s been tempered a bit over the years.
Kristina, my wife, and I thought about this one day when the kids were, of course, watching television. And we took a big blanket and put it in the backyard and said, ‘Let’s go out on our back and look at the sky and call it sky television.’ We saw all kinds of things.
When I was five, we moved to Virginia and lived inside an old fort that was surrounded by a moat. So when I heard stories of American history, I felt as if those dramas were taking place right in my own backyard.
During the Depression, my dad made radios to sell to make extra money. Nobody had any money to buy the radios, so he would trade them for dogs. He built kennels in the backyard, and he cared for the dogs.
Learning can take place in the backyard if there is a human being there who cares about the child. Before learning computers, children should learn to read first. They should sit around the dinner table and hear what their parents have to say and think.
My brother shaved a cricket bat out of a coconut branch… we played cricket with anything we put our hands on – a hard orange, a lime, a marble – anything we could use in the backyard or the streets.
As a child, our house had a backyard lined with roses tended vigilantly by my mother. So the fragrance fills me with nostalgia for my youth.
I started off making backyard movies. I think it began in fifth grade – I’d get the friends together and we’d make little home movies. I always wanted to make movies but I didn’t know how. It was always something really fun to do.
There’s a rich family culture in South Central. The block that I grew up on, all the kids were best friends. They hung out at each other’s houses. I can knock on the person’s house two doors down and grab some food and just hang out or go into the backyard and play basketball when they’re not there.
Mexico has never been anybody’s backyard.
I come from where Mike Tyson came from. I come from right across the street from Jay-Z. I didn’t have a pond in my backyard. I saw violence.
I have such an eclectic taste in music. Come to a backyard BBQ at my house, and I will run the gamut from Skynyrd to Sinatra to ’90s grunge, rap, R&B, and classic rock. I have issues. If I had to pick one, I love this country artist named Craig Morgan. His music and his songs are so relatable and tell such vivid stories.
I remember I went to Pune and bought an old bike and modified it. After that I started learning to ride from a friend, practicing in my backyard.
Don’t be afraid to challenge the pros, even in their own backyard.
I loved having bonfires in the winter with my friends in the backyard.
Maybe our best family trip started at Victoria Falls, which drenches you with spray and is so vast that it makes Niagara Falls seem like a backyard creek. Then we rented a car and made our way to Hwange National Park, which was empty of people but crowded with zebras, giraffes, elephants and more.
Once a bustling logging town, Sandpoint has embraced its natural beauty to become an amazing resort town drawing people near and far to enjoy its beauty and recreational possibilities. It’s truly a small town with a huge backyard.
I like making pies. I have a bunch of fruit trees in my backyard. My loquat tree sprouted, and I like making loquat pie. They’re really hard to peel and everything, and it took me forever, but they make the best pies. They’re amazing.
My parents moved to Florida when I was 12, and my backyard was the Gulf of Mexico.
As happy as we were in our backyard jumping on trampolines, it was the same general feeling, often euphoria, on the picket line, because we felt like the way our lives were falling on to us contorted with the people of God and the scriptures. It all felt very normal.
Like, yes, we had a furniture fire get out of control in our backyard one time. But that didn’t harm a single person.
Steven Adler and I played football in the street when we were 12. I remember rehearsing in my bedroom with my first band, and some kid climbed over the fence of my backyard and peeked his head in the window to see who was rocking. It was Slash.
Every Sunday after church we would go over to my grandparents’ house and spend time with them and they had a pool in their backyard, and I would like eat as fast as I could just so I could be the first one in the pool. And then I would be the last one out.
The beauty of Test cricket is all about playing an opponent in their backyard or defending home turf under challenging conditions over five days – dominating each session, dominating each day, picking 20 wickets to win a contest. That’s historically been cricket’s most fascinating gift.
