In the meantime, xeriscape is the buzzword, and I'm just as psyched about this quest as I was about potatoes in the front yard.
So psyched, in fact, that I've managed to bring my long-suffering Husband along for the ride.
Husband is the lawn guy. He hauls the stupid mower out every weekend in July and sweats over cutting our patchy grass/weeds mix, edging in a cloud of dust, etc. He's part of the old guard, a Man and his Lawn.
But our dry weeks have taken a toll on his Lawniness. He too was sad about no rain, only he was mourning his Lawn.
I've suggested it 100 times, but never got anywhere. Until recently when I caught him at the right time. And he snapped.
"We could just plant over the yard, put in a bunch of drought-type plants, use the leaves for mulch" the suggestion was careful, not too bold. It was made as he was laboring over a patch of particularly rugged weeds, deciding that pulling them out by hand was the only way to go and ignoring my suggestions that the weeds' flowers were pretty and maybe we should just come to terms with them.
The "no-lawn" trap was laid. And he stepped into it. He was weak from the heat, the sun, the unending collection of weeds. I knew it. And I went in for the kill.
"No mowing in August heat."
I had him. There was no escape. He crumbled like a Bermuda seedling in full sun.
So I have a new quest! I have no idea how to ditch the yard. It's long and narrow and used to seem very small till I started considering how many trips to the garden center it will take to fill it. I think Husband will have to mow for at least another season, but perhaps with every pass of the mower he'll think of a new way to plant out the front yard.
Wish me luck!
PS, it started raining and it's coming down like it will never stop. Perfect, cool drizzles, exactly what everything needed. WooHoo!
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