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My mom was a well-trained gardener who volunteered hours at the local “extension” (university dept that answers any & all gardening Q’s). At some point she converted her big lawn in to a clover lawn, with the benefits being that it could feed pollinators and didn’t need to be mowed, since that type of clover only grew to a certain height.
Soon after she passed, the person in charge of the lawn decided to wipe out the clover and reinstall some type of lawn grass. I couldn’t believe it. They even explained to me that it was necessary, because mowing a clover lawn could be dangerous due to rocks potentially being kicked up…
my small yard is 80% clover. My son has a beaten pathway through the part he uses, and I just fucking weed wack the whole yard. Its small, and I do it in parts based on need. I leave it higher than everyone else, and I LOVE IT.
I did step on a bee the other day though, felt pretty bad about it, I wasnt looking where I was going. My neighbor likes to mow my yard so I rushed to block off my section so he couldnt cross into my yard as soon as I heard his stupid mower start.
The red line is the devide. Their brown dust, and my lush green.
The only difference is I leave mine higher and dont mow, they mow every two weeks as low as the blades can go.
bonus bun in the garden bed:
Edit, bruh :D
She was having breakfast in my yard! I love life sometimes. What a beautiful creature. Stood up from my porch and, she’s just there. Amazing.
Nice, similar story (my partner also just stepped on a bee in our clover yard). We’ve been less intentional, we just don’t treat the yard at all and the clover has been taking over for the past 5 years. Pollinators are so happy and so is my garden.
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I do recall the clover lawn looking a bit patchy like yours, with some grass and whatever else mixing amongst the clover. I suppose that was partly what annoyed the later caretaker, as there’s something of a tradition in American suburbia (or suburban hell) to have flat, featureless, green lawns, something which might go back to traditional ‘English turf,’ I suppose.
Step by step we’ve re-engineered the world in to forms that are ‘safe’ and ‘comfortable,’ and along the way forgotten who we essentially are… altho that’s a long story. :S
In a certain part of France, yeah, kinda. Not just rocks either. Unexploded ordinance from WWI and WWII resurfaces every spring when they plow the fields.
Of course not mowing the clover, and not plowing or cultivating the field solves both of these problems.
In his defense, I suppose a certain amount of small material (including a few little rocks) would probably accumulate over time, hidden by the clover. So that part’s kind of fair, I guess.
Just that, if you don’t need to actually mow it, then what matters it? If I had to speculate, I’d guess that he was used to a lifetime of grass lawns, felt a comfort zone there, and was always a bit uneasy about the clover lawn. And yet, didn’t feel up to arguing that with a certified Master Gardener while she was still alive.
He’s probably had some experience with moles. They’re so small but they’ll fuck up all your landscaping. And they do bring small rocks up with their mounds sometimes.
My mom was a well-trained gardener who volunteered hours at the local “extension” (university dept that answers any & all gardening Q’s). At some point she converted her big lawn in to a clover lawn, with the benefits being that it could feed pollinators and didn’t need to be mowed, since that type of clover only grew to a certain height.
Soon after she passed, the person in charge of the lawn decided to wipe out the clover and reinstall some type of lawn grass. I couldn’t believe it. They even explained to me that it was necessary, because mowing a clover lawn could be dangerous due to rocks potentially being kicked up…
<insert smacks-self-in-head emoji>
my small yard is 80% clover. My son has a beaten pathway through the part he uses, and I just fucking weed wack the whole yard. Its small, and I do it in parts based on need. I leave it higher than everyone else, and I LOVE IT.
I did step on a bee the other day though, felt pretty bad about it, I wasnt looking where I was going. My neighbor likes to mow my yard so I rushed to block off my section so he couldnt cross into my yard as soon as I heard his stupid mower start.
The red line is the devide. Their brown dust, and my lush green.
The only difference is I leave mine higher and dont mow, they mow every two weeks as low as the blades can go.
bonus bun in the garden bed:
Edit, bruh :D
She was having breakfast in my yard! I love life sometimes. What a beautiful creature. Stood up from my porch and, she’s just there. Amazing.
Nice, similar story (my partner also just stepped on a bee in our clover yard). We’ve been less intentional, we just don’t treat the yard at all and the clover has been taking over for the past 5 years. Pollinators are so happy and so is my garden.
you know youve crossed into the land of no return when youre apolgizing to a bee while your toes swell up
Thanks for the shares!
I do recall the clover lawn looking a bit patchy like yours, with some grass and whatever else mixing amongst the clover. I suppose that was partly what annoyed the later caretaker, as there’s something of a tradition in American suburbia (or suburban hell) to have flat, featureless, green lawns, something which might go back to traditional ‘English turf,’ I suppose.
I don’t understand folks who would be annoyed with this type of thing. It’s like art right in my yard when the wind blows.
uniforimity is SO boring
english turf, fuckin vomit lol
Step by step we’ve re-engineered the world in to forms that are ‘safe’ and ‘comfortable,’ and along the way forgotten who we essentially are… altho that’s a long story. :S
Do… do rocks just spontaneously appear in the ground in his world? Like how people used to think frogs came into being
In a certain part of France, yeah, kinda. Not just rocks either. Unexploded ordinance from WWI and WWII resurfaces every spring when they plow the fields.
Of course not mowing the clover, and not plowing or cultivating the field solves both of these problems.
In his defense, I suppose a certain amount of small material (including a few little rocks) would probably accumulate over time, hidden by the clover. So that part’s kind of fair, I guess.
Just that, if you don’t need to actually mow it, then what matters it? If I had to speculate, I’d guess that he was used to a lifetime of grass lawns, felt a comfort zone there, and was always a bit uneasy about the clover lawn. And yet, didn’t feel up to arguing that with a certified Master Gardener while she was still alive.
But how would grass avoid rocks?
By magic, of course!
That’s the rock fairy bro. That or if there are already rocks they, you know, breed and stuff.
He’s probably had some experience with moles. They’re so small but they’ll fuck up all your landscaping. And they do bring small rocks up with their mounds sometimes.