There was a time when I bought in to the whole idea of having a well-manicured, yard. And though we still do a good amount of mowing... my thoughts on this subject have changed considerably - enough to make me want to decrease, yet again, the amount of mowing that we do.
So... one day, we just decided to stop mowing them and to allow Nature to take over once again.
It's an interesting thing to observe... the way that nature reclaims her land.
The first year, these areas were full of grasses, clover, dandelions, and plantain weeds that just grew taller and taller. We threw our spent pumpkins in these patches, hoping to have pumpkin vines the next year, but alas, they never germinated. Still, these areas grew and grew - adding new wildflowers each season.
Now, there are goldenrod and hairy asters filling these areas.
Some mornings, we see thousands of spiderwebs, spun, literally, overnight in the tall grass - a sign that not only is there a multitude of flora taking hold in these areas, but, there are also insects galore... a smorgasbord for spider-folk.
As time goes on,
shrubs and trees will begin to emerge in these areas... and with them, more wildlife.
As humans, we name and classify other lifeforms. In the process we assign varying degrees of "worth" to each species. We short-sightedly consider how these species are beneficial to ourselves, but forget about their importance in the overall web of life. How did we decide that purple asters are worthy, but hairy asters are not? Both have a certain aesthetic appeal. Both serve as food sources for our pollinators (insects that we have deemed "worthy".)
How did we arrive at this mindset where we need to control every inch of our domain? Who decided that dandelions were unworthy residents of our lawns? Perhaps it started with those who had the means to eradicate these lifeforms - the herbicide and pesticide companies?
Perhaps we could give just a little bit of our lawns back to Mother Nature... and then, as we watch the progressive splendor of re-wilding - give her just a little bit more!
It might be that we have learned too late how important every single thread is in the tapestry of life. The loss of a thread weakens the fabric, the loss of many unravels the whole. We've been trying to patch the holes that we have created for too many years. Perhaps it's time for mankind to re-weave that which sustains us, and be reminded that all life is equally beautiful.
PS: less gasoline used for mowing, and less time spent mowing = win-win!!
And yes... it is still raining here!
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