Growing My Own Grass
The old expression “If you want it done right, you have to do it yourself” continually proves itself. The most recent example is my lawn. When I bought my house, I poured thousands of dollars and hundreds of hours into making my lawn and landscape perfect. It was the greenest, thickest grass on the block, the envy of my neighbors.
I even sprayed my less responsible neighbor’s yards with weed & feed when they weren’t around so they wouldn’t grow a crop of dandelions in close proximity to me.
A couple years ago, I got sick, and started having my future brother-in-law do my lawn work. Needless to say, over the course of two years, my yard had come to look like the infantry had been marching through. The grass was completely GONE from next to my driveway and along the street. Weeds were starting to sneak through. The grass was spotty and patchy, barely green (mostly brown), and my bushes were completely dead thanks to a late freeze last year.
The past 3 weeks, I revoked my future brother in law’s “lawn care” license. I already have my grass back to being the greenest on my street. The patches are filled in. Next weekend I’m digging up the bushes and replacing them.
Oh yeah - I sprayed my neighbor’s yards with dandelion killer while they weren’t looking.
It just goes to show that a little bit of pride of ownership and some sweat equity can go a long way.
Monday, May 5th, 2008
