Sunday, June 3, 2018

I'm my father and mother's daughter

Dad: "I swear I'm going to pave over this whole lawn and spray paint it green."

Mom: truly enjoyed spending two hours sitting in the grass and pulling out weeds and picking up things like sweet gum balls.

I'm both. Though what I want to do with the side lawn, on a slope, is not pave it but turn it into a terraced market garden. Elephant garlic/leeks, and parsnips, I think. Just two crops per year, a winter one and a summer one. There are lots of farmer's markets here to sell at.

Tomorrow will see the end of the work required by the year's worth of never picking up the sweet gum balls by the previous owners. I have collected four big trash bags of those, plus two of pine needles and cones. Here's where I started today:


Like Mom, I sit cross-legged on the ground and feel around for the ones that have been driven into the roots of the grass and toss them on the pile. And I find it therapeutic.

And bless the weather gods, today was finally a spring day, 70 and not humid. Even the mosquitoes weren't bugging me as they have been on those humid and aiming-for-90-degree days we've had since I bought the place. A great morning to work outdoors.

And this--this is the kind of thing that makes me want and love a real yard and garden. Isn't it a beauty?



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