I have mentioned before my behemoth, amazon-esque backyard. Now that we've lived here full time (both of us) for 2 months, give or take, we have approximately 8 weeks x 2 trash bins per week x 1 Monday per week = 16 trash bins less of amazing jungly debris in our back yard. [The city picks up lawn refuse once per week.]
Just the tip of the iceberg, folks!
I decided I couldn't take the jungle feeling any longer, and even though we don't have grass per se, I was going to mow the yard. The vines/clover/random clumps of stuff that looks like grass but not really was just WAY to yucky. It wasn't uniform enough to be regular lawn "growth" but the space is to HUGE to not do anything about it. I was afraid we would be swallowed in the night by the overgrowth if the situation was not handled.
And then I got out there with the lawn mower, chopping down anything in my path (including some sticks and dog bombs, whoa!). My yard may be overgrown but it will be UNIFORMLY SO!!
Until I got to the clover patch. Did you know clover blooms? It does. Little purple flowers. They were beautiful. How had I not noticed this before? I bet most people don't let clover grow unattended in their yards long enough for it to bloom, but I had a freaking clover party going on. I couldn't mow it. The clover lived, and just because I am a sucker for purdy flowers. The End.
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SUCH a humanitarian! First the bagel and NOW the clover! :)
Grass really is just a weed - it all depends on what "weed" we allow to grow (no, I'm NOT in any shape or form referring to THAT "weed"...) to call it a lawn. I always thought that an overgrown vacant lot in the country would be called a meadow. Perspective - it's all perspective!
I've got the gardening bug after Jen and Jason came last month and spearheaded our "operation: overhaul and maintain" in our garden in Katy. I have yet to blog about it (that and about a million other things) but the results were spectacular! Even better, I now know WHAT is in my garden and HOW to care for it! I had the "design eye" but lacked the knowledge of how to select the type of plant or its continuing care. Now I have that for the most part. Most mornings, in the cool, are spent giving the new plantings a "drink", pulling up the odd interloper (aka "weed") and surveying my kingdom.
Enjoy your 'bit of earth' as it says in "The Secret Garden". I have finally discovered it's joys.
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