Actually you know what. Just don’t mow. Get rid of your lawnmower. Turn your whole yard into a wildflower field or an edible garden. Lawns are the invention of the upper class to show wealth through wasted plots of grass that is meticulously tended for no reason other than to be grass. It’s literally an empty plot of land they kept because they had so much money they didn’t need it to grow food. Not using a yard as just a yard is an act of rebellion.
One of the main industries still supporting lawns is chemical pest control companies, and they’re also responsible for the insecticides that crashed the bird populations in the 40s and 50s as well as a lot of what’s killing bees and butterflies now. The herbicides they produce specifically targets “bad” plants like dandelions, buttercups, and clovers, which are plants bees rely on for early spring feeding. Grass is just grass; it would be great for feeding small mammals if people would let it grow more than three inches, but they won’t.
So, yeah. Kill lawnmower culture. Plant some native flowers. Grow some vegetables and fruit trees. Put out bird feeders and bee sugar spots and homes for both. Be kind to bugs and birds and rabbits and opossums and whoever else might wander by. Make your neighborhood a lot more beautiful.
baby’s breath: 5 things you associate yourself with: bleeding heart: what makes you heart go mushy? bell flower: what’s the title of the song that makes you want to jump around out of joy? evening primrose: what’s your sleeping playlist (give me 5 songs)? forget-me-not: who is your favorite blog who isn’t following you? daffodil: what is one plant that you want to have but can never get? calla lily: are you more of a sunny day or a rainy evening? foxglove: what is your favorite color and in what shade? lavender: what is something that you’ve always wanted to be/have/get but can never have? love in a mist: what is the latest dream that you remember? daisy: what is your favorite flavor of cotton candy, ice cream, and juice? painter’s palette: are you more of a singer, dancer, painter, or instrumentalist? tulip: what is your most favorite make-up product? do you like it more natural, dark, or etc? waxflower: are you a bee or a butterfly person? a dog or a cat person? sugarbush: do you have sweet tooth? if yes, what’s your favorite sweets? if no, why? sunflower: would you like to be a fairy or a mermaid? sweet pea: what would you like to call your significant other? sea lavender: can you swim? which strokes can you do? windflower: list 5 of your favorite blogs and explain why i like them golden rod: are you more of a baker or a cook? bloom: what is something that you would like to tell your children? peony: what is something that you wish your parents could’ve told you? prairie gentian: do you have a significant other? september flower: are you more of a sunshine or sunset person? bird of paradise: do you wake up early? do you sleep early? marigold: what’s your favorite tea? peruvian lily: what are the names of your pets? hyacinth: do you name your plants? lilac: would you rather sleep and be cozy or hang out with your friends? poppy: do you like to dip your fries or do you like it as is? dandelion: any special talent that you have?
but how could i deny these butterflies? i hope i’m not stuck on your waiting list because i dream of you in colors that don’t exist and i think it’s high time for you to know i like you i like you i like you and i hope you like me too
You are much like a dandelion;
Beautiful and wild.
You need not be planted nor cared for by someone else, you grow, you sprout and you prosper on your own.
While some will see you for the flower with the sunshine hue,
Others will see you as merely a weed.
The beautiful thing about you is that you blossom annually regardless;
Autonomously and fearlessly with your golden petals,
In the gardens of those who see you as a nuisance.