A world gone mad .......

[Stubbornhillfarm]

Well...I just am not that concerned with "Keeping Up With the Joneses" or trying to have the best lawn in the neighborhood. I'm not an upscale kinda girl and would never waste the money. But I do wonder, what does that paint do as it leaches into your water source? What does it do the the animals that nibble on it? As I think about it, I say there is a big world of phony people out there, so why not have phony grass too! To each his own I guess. But for me...dig it up and plant something to eat!

 

[hoodat]

I don't now where this originally came from but I can't help laughing ironocally when I read it.

God asked St Francis : "Frank, you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going on down there on the planet? What happened to the dandelions, violets, milkweeds and stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in any type of soil, withstand drought and multiply with abandon. The nectar from the long-lasting blossoms attracts butterflies, honey bees and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast garden of colors by now. But, all I see are green rectangles."

St. FRANCIS: It's the tribes that settled there, Lord. The Suburbanites. They started calling your flowers 'weeds' and went to great lengths to kill them and replace them with grass.

GOD: Grass? But, it's so boring. It's not colorful. It doesn't attract butterflies, birds and bees; only grubs and sod worms. It's sensitive to temperatures.. Do these Suburbanites really want all that grass growing
there?

St. FRANCIS: Apparently so, Lord. They go to great pains to grow it and keep it green. They begin each spring by fertilizing grass and poisoning any other plant that crops up in the lawn.

GOD: The spring rains and warm weather probably make grass grow really fast. That must make the Suburbanites happy.

St. FRANCIS: Apparently not, Lord.. As soon as it grows a little, they cut it-sometimes twice a week.

GOD: They cut it? Do they then bale it like hay?

St. FRANCIS: Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it in bags.

GOD: They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it?

St. FRANCIS: No, Sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away.

GOD: Now, let me get this straight.. They fertilize grass so it will grow. And, when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it away?

St. FRANCIS: Yes, Sir.

GOD: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.

St. FRANCIS: You aren't going to believe this, Lord. When the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it, so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of it.

GOD: What nonsense. At least they kept some of the trees. That was a sheer stroke of genius, if I do say so myself. The trees grow leaves in the spring to provide beauty and shade in the summer. In the autumn, they fall to the ground and form a natural blanket to keep moisture in the soil and protect the trees and bushes. It's a natural cycle of life.

St. FRANCIS: You better sit down, Lord. The Suburbanites have drawn a new circle. As soon as the leaves fall, they rake them into great piles and pay to have them hauled away.

GOD: No!? What do they do to protect the shrub and tree roots in the winter to keep the soil moist and loose?

St. FRANCIS: After throwing away the leaves, they go out and buy something which they call mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in place of the leaves.

GOD: And where do they get this mulch?

St. FRANCIS: They cut down trees and grind them up to make the mulch.

GOD: Enough! I don't want to think about this anymore. St. Catherine, you're in charge of The Arts. What movie have you scheduled for us tonight?

St. CATHERINE: " Dumb and Dumber" Lord. It's a story about....

GOD: Don't bother, I think I just heard it from St.Francis.

 

[vfem]

In NC, if it ain't brown from July through August then we know its fake!

Oddly enough, we are not in drought for the first time EVER, and we have the greenest lawn I even think we've had before.

I think its a little sad people paint their lawns, but then again... I do think lawns are wasteful anyways!

 

[strantor]

I've never seen that little bit that hoodat posted, but it's exactly how I feel about grass lawns. Who's idea was it to make green lawns the norm, and why? It irritates me, the expectations of people, that you keep this nonflowering, nonedible, worthless crop cultivated on every non paved inch of your property. I would grow a garden there if the HOA didn't threaten to eject me. I can't wait to get out of this neighborhood and back into the country where I belong.

 

[hoodat]

I'm pretty sure they began as an imitation of the huge lawns around English manor houses but those stayed green by themselves. Rain is seldom scarce in England. They were not mowed by hand, they pastured sheep on them to keep them low.

 

[897tgigvib]

I sure love your words Hoodat!

Send those words to the united nations, to every president, prime minister, king and dictator, and whatever grand pubaas there are, every single one of them!

Humans do so many absurd things completely mindlessly, still breeding up billions more, killing off species, burning rainforests down, driving 20 or 80 miles to work 5 days a week, eating food grown thousands of miles away. In my time I've seen rural places turn into huge sprawl. Hoodat, you've seen even more.

 

[Ladyhawke1]

I don't now where this originally came from but I can't help laughing ironocally when I read it.

God asked St Francis : "Frank, you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going on down there on the planet? What happened to the dandelions, violets, milkweeds and stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in any type of soil, withstand drought and multiply with abandon. The nectar from the long-lasting blossoms attracts butterflies, honey bees and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast garden of colors by now. But, all I see are green rectangles."

St. FRANCIS: It's the tribes that settled there, Lord. The Suburbanites. They started calling your flowers 'weeds' and went to great lengths to kill them and replace them with grass.

GOD: Grass? But, it's so boring. It's not colorful. It doesn't attract butterflies, birds and bees; only grubs and sod worms. It's sensitive to temperatures.. Do these Suburbanites really want all that grass growing
there?

St. FRANCIS: Apparently so, Lord. They go to great pains to grow it and keep it green. They begin each spring by fertilizing grass and poisoning any other plant that crops up in the lawn.

GOD: The spring rains and warm weather probably make grass grow really fast. That must make the Suburbanites happy.

St. FRANCIS: Apparently not, Lord.. As soon as it grows a little, they cut it-sometimes twice a week.

GOD: They cut it? Do they then bale it like hay?

St. FRANCIS: Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it in bags.

GOD: They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it?

St. FRANCIS: No, Sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away.

GOD: Now, let me get this straight.. They fertilize grass so it will grow. And, when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it away?

St. FRANCIS: Yes, Sir.

GOD: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.

St. FRANCIS: You aren't going to believe this, Lord. When the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it, so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of it.

GOD: What nonsense. At least they kept some of the trees. That was a sheer stroke of genius, if I do say so myself. The trees grow leaves in the spring to provide beauty and shade in the summer. In the autumn, they fall to the ground and form a natural blanket to keep moisture in the soil and protect the trees and bushes. It's a natural cycle of life.

St. FRANCIS: You better sit down, Lord. The Suburbanites have drawn a new circle. As soon as the leaves fall, they rake them into great piles and pay to have them hauled away.

GOD: No!? What do they do to protect the shrub and tree roots in the winter to keep the soil moist and loose?

St. FRANCIS: After throwing away the leaves, they go out and buy something which they call mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in place of the leaves.

GOD: And where do they get this mulch?

St. FRANCIS: They cut down trees and grind them up to make the mulch.

GOD: Enough! I don't want to think about this anymore. St. Catherine, you're in charge of The Arts. What movie have you scheduled for us tonight?

St. CATHERINE: " Dumb and Dumber" Lord. It's a story about....

GOD: Don't bother, I think I just heard it from St.Francis.

OMG! This is so precious! Leave it to you hoodat......I am passing this on to friends and maybe on to my City. God love ya hoodat!

 

[Ladyhawke1]

I'm pretty sure they began as an imitation of the huge lawns around English manor houses but those stayed green by themselves. Rain is seldom scarce in England. They were not mowed by hand, they pastured sheep on them to keep them low.

OMG! There is my answer! I am getting sheep for the front lawn! My neighbors will love it! Baaaaa........

 

[AdamBorzy]

And what's wrong with lawns? :mow It makes landscaping pretty attractive, too.

 

[baymule]

I've never seen that little bit that hoodat posted, but it's exactly how I feel about grass lawns. Who's idea was it to make green lawns the norm, and why? It irritates me, the expectations of people, that you keep this nonflowering, nonedible, worthless crop cultivated on every non paved inch of your property. I would grow a garden there if the HOA didn't threaten to eject me. I can't wait to get out of this neighborhood and back into the country where I belong.

Grow a garden anyway, but call it a FLOWER bed! (and put marigolds around the edges)