Monday, June 18, 2007

The Lawn and Shortening of it

Here in suburbia the sure way to watch the arrival of a new generation is to see grass turn into rocks. I don't mean marijuana replaced with crack, which may be the way things change in some urban nabes. No, I mean literal grass torn out, along with wasteful sprinkler systems, to be replaced with small geological objects, tree bark and plants bred to survive nuclear summer.

Jesus, why wasn't this a sign of hipness when I was a kid and my dad made me decapitate a half acre of grass every weekend with a push mower? That's how old I am, push mowers. Now, as I look up and down my new street, I see that slightly more than half the front yards are quarried rather than cultivated. The yuppies, water conservationists and rock-huggers are here, and the Greatest Grassgrowing Generation is dying off.

I'm still stuck with a small, kidney-shaped plot of grass in the backyard. The previous owner assures me the token grass isn't a filled-in swimming pool, although with the current heat wave I've been putting enough water on it to fill a pool. Then, every few days, I go out with a weed-whacker and cut it. It's not big enough to need a mower. It's mostly edge. The process is maddening, so as fast as I can I'm digging up patches of the mini-lawn and planting tomatoes, cucumbers and arugula.

Yes, arugula. It survived ridicule and the '90s, and it might survive my gardening.

4 comments:

Dagny said...

In the 80s my mother replaced the grass with rocks and some drought-resistant shrubs. The poor lawn never fully recovered from the drought of the 70s.

cookiecrumb said...

Ha ha. The share-a-potty 70s. Gad.
Cranky and I are about to take a bucket into the shower to collect water while we wait for hot water to reach the down-the-hall bathrooms. Remember buckets in the shower?

Dagny said...

Hehehe. "Don't blush. Share a flush." Or my fave -- "If it's yellow, let it mellow. If it's brown, flush it down." And don't forget about putting empty bottles or bricks in the toilet tank. I think I still shower quickly as a result of the 70s.

Rev. Biggles said...

That's cool. I'm kinda doing the same with concrete. Smashing holes in it to fill with planted material. Am now considering making a hole so I can put in a fire pit. mmMMmMmM, fire pit.

Biggles