My Grassland

SPRING AT LAST.

My daughter snapped this photo, of our yard. She was disappointed with it, because the background turned out blurry. But I said I loved it– the photo gives a bug’s eye perspective of the grass and the yard. Those purply things in the foreground are the violets. The yard is filled with little violets, and some other blue-purply types of flowers. They look a little like Forget-Me-Nots, but they are not that. The yard is filled with the growth– a mass of tiny lemon-green plants with light-blue flowers. I hate to cut the grass, because it’s so pretty and fluffy.

Gardening is a wonderful hobby. I never appreciated the joy of growing plants until I bought my own home. Despite the world swirling down the toilet drain around me, the hassle of bills and credit score rates and expenses, gardening helps me to get away from it all. There’s something thrilling– almost ecstatic– about planning and building flower beds and watching them take shape year after year.