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grass the erosion fighter
Today Dad cut the grass in the front yard. He went to dispose of the grass and 10 minutes later, when he returned to the yard there was a HUGE swarm of bees in the front yard. An actual cloud of them. It was seriously disconcerting to hear so much buzzing, but it was kinda cool, in a way.
He cut the grass in the front and some of the back yard. There's this part of the backyard that's right next to the house, where the geese used to sleep and poop and quack their hearts out through the day and night. The parts of the yard the frequented have fallen into disuse and were tall grasses, the kind you'd find in a sunny meadow. Siiigh, now they're all cut and gone.
I'm mixing cut grass with some raw kitchen leftovers and stuff that was already in the compost bin. Freshly cut grass smells very fresh and sweet, a green kind of sweet. The old compost smells like farts, of course. It's actually getting legitimately hot today. I opened all the windows in the house because it's 67 degrees in here, somehow. It's currently a nice 71 degrees outside.
There's this part of the garden that was specifically designated for flowers. In the middle of this circular plot is a stone path, laid through the middle. The stones are perfectly flat and fit cozily together with two benches on either side of the path. It's my favorite part of the back yard, and is now overgrown with grass and various weeds that also happen to have thorns, lol. Today I was working on removing grass from that area so we could put more flowers in the area, so my mom had a small part to put her flowers.
Ah, shoot. It might rain tonight, since the late evening sky is filled with gray clouds and the winds picked up. Oh well, here's to tomorrow~
I took photos! But my camera died in the middle of the photos I was planning to take, lol. I made new beer traps for the slugs. I hope more of them get caught. I feel kinda bad luring slugs to a drunken, drowning death but seriously, these saplings of plants can't handle your nibbling at this point, alright?
He cut the grass in the front and some of the back yard. There's this part of the backyard that's right next to the house, where the geese used to sleep and poop and quack their hearts out through the day and night. The parts of the yard the frequented have fallen into disuse and were tall grasses, the kind you'd find in a sunny meadow. Siiigh, now they're all cut and gone.
I'm mixing cut grass with some raw kitchen leftovers and stuff that was already in the compost bin. Freshly cut grass smells very fresh and sweet, a green kind of sweet. The old compost smells like farts, of course. It's actually getting legitimately hot today. I opened all the windows in the house because it's 67 degrees in here, somehow. It's currently a nice 71 degrees outside.
There's this part of the garden that was specifically designated for flowers. In the middle of this circular plot is a stone path, laid through the middle. The stones are perfectly flat and fit cozily together with two benches on either side of the path. It's my favorite part of the back yard, and is now overgrown with grass and various weeds that also happen to have thorns, lol. Today I was working on removing grass from that area so we could put more flowers in the area, so my mom had a small part to put her flowers.
Ah, shoot. It might rain tonight, since the late evening sky is filled with gray clouds and the winds picked up. Oh well, here's to tomorrow~
I took photos! But my camera died in the middle of the photos I was planning to take, lol. I made new beer traps for the slugs. I hope more of them get caught. I feel kinda bad luring slugs to a drunken, drowning death but seriously, these saplings of plants can't handle your nibbling at this point, alright?