Sunday, July 27, 2008

Remember that lawn?

Yeah, that lawn. The one I said I was going to mow on Friday...

Well, one thing and another, it didn't get done. And then I woke up on Saturday morning with Suzy Sunshine, the weatherperson who makes me feel hypoglycemic, informing me that it was 79 degrees outside and 96% humidity, so I gave it a miss yesterday morning. And then I went to the movies yesterday afternoon.

Guess what I'm about to have to go and get done.

On the upside, at least the neighbor to our right hasn't mowed hers yet, so I'll get to feel smugly superior to somebody.

5 comments:

Jeremy said...

I usually wait till my neighbor starts to give me the stink eye when I leave the house, then mow. I have more important things to do today, like take gun fearing school teachers shooting for the first time.

Don Meaker said...

Here in the desert we don't mow lawns. If you don't water them, they don't grow.

Humidity about 5%, but temperature about 115 F. It's not the humidity, it the HEAT!

Brad K. said...

Tam, I moved onto a corner acreage. The previous owner had used it as a pasture - claimed it was virgin prairie sod, never plowed.

Maybe so.

I heard that some of the Mayo Clinic doctors in Rochester, MN, set up a housing development with mandatory large lawns of prairie grasses. I don't recall if you are allowed to cut your lawn once a year, or not at all. The theory is that the growth cycle of the grass, especially watching the grass in the breeze, is therapeutic.

Me? I like watching the Johnson Grass stands spring up. And the Big Bluestem clumps are starting to throw their heads up - they will crown and seed about September some time. The neigbor has a fescue lawn, and grazes it close with his horses, and new burro (love that donkey song!).

I had to mow around the mail box this week. Evidently someone didn't see it, and clocked it going by with some farm machinery. Tourist.

I have explained that I enjoy watching the grass grow. I know I am reducing my carbon footprint by not starting the mower. But the neighbors are fixated on "Aren't you going to mow your grass? Want to hire my kid to mow your grass? Want me to mow your grass?"

There is a 7 foot tall clump of Johnson grass right at the end of my sidewalk. I think of it as a long-time friend.

aepilot_jim said...

Did brad k. just go on for several paragraphs about watching grass grow? I think there's a joke in there somewhere....

At least you didn't pull out the ol' short barreled shotgun and assinate your lawn mower.

Earl said...

Tam, I am too old to keep up with your pace on blogging, shooting and now even lawn mowing - I am such a slug and so unworthy. I may come back after my lawn gets put back in order. So slow...