Way back in 2019 BC (Before COVID), I considered yardwork a heinous chore. But then came the quarantinious year of 2020 AD (After the Disease). And suddenly I began looking forward to visiting that mystical place called “Outside.”
Five years on, I still look forward to yardwork. Because the sun is still sunny. The air is still airy. The buds are still budding. And the leaves are still, well, not leaving—arriving, actually.
And besides, I need to polish my gardening skills. I mean, heck, I have ten thumbs–at least one of them should be green.
And speaking of green, I’ve been surprised to discover scattered among the clover, wild garlic, and dandelions, some strange green blades. I looked them up and found out they’re called “grass.” I’m not too concerned, though. Unlike COVID…
There’s little chance they’ll spread.
Your gardening skills sound as good as mine but at least I don’t have to worry about grass.
That one reaps what one sows does not apply to lawns. We plant expensive bluegrass and reap dandelions, clover, and crabgrass. Not to mention the strange purple and white windflowers that come up every spring and seem headed to covering the whole yard, and the occasional thistles that resist all efforts, both chemical and mechanical, to remove them.
I know what you mean, Bob.
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“not leaving”
Yes sir, yardwork is real tranquil for me now
Tedious old yardwork is keeping my Vietnam veteran Favorite Guy with Parkinson’s happily doing stuff outside these days, some of it on his green mower held together with duct tape. (And he likes it like that, sometime uses it to hold together favorite outdoor shoes. . . . )
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When I lived in Latvia and had a big garden fresh dandelions made the best salads.
I’ve heard that, Rasma, but have never tried eating them.
At seventy-five, living in the South where ninety degrees is considered a cold front in June, July and August, I still do my lawn. My wife has been telling me for quite some time now, that I should do as several of my old neighbors, hire the job out. But I think doing it myself assures me that I’m still alive, until it takes me out one day. Happy mowing and successful recovery afterwards.
Thanks, Hosea!
I, too, enjoy yard work, especially watching the boy I hire to mow the lawn!😂
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The older I get, the more I prefer wild gardens (and back yards), with everything overgrown, daisies and dandelions, honeysuckle and nettles everywhere, bees buzzing around them, songbirds early in the morning swooping in on the feeders, and a lazy cat or two slumped under a bush.
Sounds pretty idyllic, Emma.
I do like it…but in Tennessee with the humidity it can be tough at 95 and you can basically see water in the air lol…but I get what you are saying. I love mowing in the spring.
Haha sounds like my sort of gardening Mitch. It’s the time of year for being in the sun too – here at least.
I’ll bet, Kate. Last I checked, you were in a whole different hemisphere.
Hahah yep still here Mitch
This had me chuckling from start to finish!
“Ten thumbs—at least one should be green” might just be my new gardening mantra.
It’s amazing how the great Outside became the great Escape during those quarantinious times.
And your rediscovery of “grass” among the wild garlic and dandelions? A true botanical plot twist!
Thanks for this delightful blend of wit and whimsy—sunny, airy, and thoroughly refreshing.
My pleasure, Sait.
Yardwork is helpful for my Autism.
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I’m the same way.
Just laid a new lawn in my daughter’s garden on visit to England. Prepare ground, locate turf. What pleasure……….. (to know I’ll never have to do it again!).
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The very thought of it makes me want to sneeze. But you go Mitch!
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I love your sense of humor.
In West Virginia, many of us go bare-footed to appreciate that grass but are happy to let the white clover spread. It’s soft, pretty, and the bees love it.
Thank you, Christina. And, yes, I’m a clover fan too. Our wild rabbits love it too.
I thought it would be enjoyable and healthy to leave the apartment and get a house again. Having lived in south Florida since childhood, yardwork was a natural part of life. Costs me $80 to take the lawnmower to the shop when it won’t start again. In the fall, the yard is knee deep in leaves for three months of fall. The shoulders can’t handle the tree trimming and hedge cutting anymore. Stinging insects, mice, snakes . Need weed killer for poison ivy, poison oak, and poison sumac. So hot this time of year, you work an hour during ealry sunrise and then again early sunset. Only advantage is the with increasing population, my mortgage is 1/3 of renting and property value increasing. Value increases benefits children and grand children and not me. Back to apartment living ? Too expensive and all the ugly horror of crazy neighbors would make a tent on some mountain more palatable. I’m 76 now….
The tent on a mountain sounds great about now, Carl. ;>) But I’m guessing that has a few drawbacks, as well.
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I do enjoy yardwork. It’s nice to get out in the fresh air. An area of my lawn has been taken over by wild strawberries this year. I love it though because the rabbits and birds enjoy it and I get to watch them.
LOVE THIS!
Thank you, Vickie.
The local bee-keeping club is in favor of dandelions and clover.
I know bees like clover, Jon. Are they dandelion fans too?