Once upon a time we rented a house in Petaluma, California. It was very modern with bleached wood, sharp angles and a lot of glass. A particularly nice thing about it was that it had a very funky backyard that was the complete opposite of the structure. There was a falling down shed a rickety fence a bench made out of a single slab of unfinished wood. It was unkempt and unplanted.
We loved it.