Sunday, April 19, 2009

My lawn.

My lawn is neither power-raked, nor smothered with lime and sand. It is not punctured by a machine that scatters core samples children believe are from dogs. It is never toxic with herbicide, or sour with fertilizer. In late summer, when the heat finally arrives, it will turn brown. It changes with the seasons, does what it wants.

My lawn is a party.


10 comments:

PSYL said...

I guess what you are trying to say is that it is a "green" lawn. Good for you.

Hugh said...

Yes, sometimes the greenest lawn is the brownest.

Crafty Gardener said...

Mine too! Nature at its best.

perennialgardener said...

Yep, same here! ;)

Karen said...

I may buck the trend and actually put in a small lawn (for the kid to loll in) but it will be postage-stamp size and treated as you do yours, i.e. with nothing. Was thinking about an "herbal lawn" which has herbs and wildflowers mixed in with hardy grasses.

Aunt Debbi/kurts mom said...

Sounds like my lawn. Still, it usually looks better than the neighbors.

pookie said...

Lawns Gone Wild! One of the advantages of having no (near) neighbors is that I can, and do, let my lawn, uh, evolve. Lotsa tall weeds, and the California quail love it.

Hugh said...

Hi Pookie!

You got quails?

Kim and Victoria said...

We've only left a very small piece of turf...in the back garden. Takes hubbie about 10 minutes to mow. It's nice. Green. Natural.

BerryBird said...

I love a lawn with the bright color of flowers splashed in, even if it is the lowly dandelion that causes such angst. We have veronica and violets in the mix as well.