I am getting back into walking. Between hip pain and toddler care my mornings were lacking exercise. The doctor said the hip was just arthritis and the grandchild has gone back to Japan. So I am working up my walking again. That gives me time to think and one of the things I noticed was something obvious: Texas yards are not like California yards.
For those of you who have not had the advantage of seeing a socialist paradise grow out of a golden state, let me tell you what California yards were like before the water shortage made brown the new green. California yards were small, green and neat. We used to have a guy who would hit us twice a month for about $50. Here in Texas they want $140 for one pass.
That is one reason why a Texas lawn is different. When my yard starts looking like a wheat field half way through the season, I start to think about mowing it. We are in hill country and there are some people around us who never mow most of their “lawn”. The guy across from us has a California lawn but he is rich. Most of us have clumps of wild plants with a lot of rocks peeking through. It looks natural. I like it.
Now that we are in the hot and dry season I don’t need to worry about it too much. A lot of what was sticking up a few weeks ago is withering. If we see something that looks green and growing we worry about a leak in the pipes.
Just another reason to like Texas.
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I think I'll stay in West Virginia. Here the lawn turns into jungle and no one ever sees you until winter.
ReplyDeleteAnd from what I remember about driving through years ago, you can't get there from here anyway.
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