Lughnasa Honey Moon
I have an itch that I’ve waited now some twenty years to scratch and it may be about to happen. When we moved in, I wanted to nix the lawn and sow prairie grass instead. Now Kate is open to replacing most of our lawn with prairie grass and perhaps some new tree plantings as well. I say open because she’s agreed to think about it.
We already have two large swatches of prairie on either side of our lawn, our compromise as we did the initial landscaping. This notion came to me again while I walked in the eastern side of prairie grass and realized how at home and comfortable it felt: insects buzzing around, wildflowers blooming, a few trees popping up, milkweed ready to burst its pods.