Every Neighborhood Has One Perfect Lawn...It's Not Ours

 There's always one--sometimes more than one--but there's one that stands apart, one lawn in the neighborhood that's as close to perfect as possible. In our neighborhood it's the house next door.

It makes all the other lawns not-so-green with envy.

We knew when we moved here that our neighbor was particular about his yard. They moved in several months ahead of us and as we would drive up and check the progress on the house from time to time, our neighbor was always outside working in his lawn-less yard. He was smoothing the land making sure it was perfect. Then, we helped put in sod. 

You could see how much work he had put into it.

And it didn't stop there. Ever since the first rolls of sod we put down, it's been his passion. Today he mowed his lawn for the first time this season. It looks great.

We made a conscience decision to put in less grass rather than more. Our front yard has basically a strip of lawn that goes to the backyard. In the back we have two large sections for gardens, spaces where we could have planted grass but decided not to. It takes about fifteen minutes to mow the whole thing.

Our lawn isn't a complete failure, but I know it's not the priority as others. We like it green. We don't want it to die. We take care of it. As with all things, there are, of course, varying degrees of "taking care of." Mine is somewhere lower than perfect.

A new growing season is upon us...and some are already mowing their lawns.

Not us, at least not now.