They say the grass is always greener at your neighbor’s house and in my case that is absolutely true. I have destroyed our landscaping through sheer neglect.
Not something I am proud of, but certainly something I can justify, because for every blade of grass I’ve killed, there was an emotional reason for its demise. Now to some, emotions should never be part of the upkeep of an investment, but to me, emotions are the root of all things human, therefore, I should be exempt from the shame and embarrassment of creating the most unattractive yard on the block. Are any of you buying into this?
Perhaps, further explanation is needed. When I was a kid we always lived in rented apartments and townhouses and there was very little need to educate myself about the proper ways of creating a picturesque landscape worthy of a Better Homes And Gardens magazine spread. Mostly, all of the outdoor labor was done through the companies we leased our homes from, as far as I was concerned, decorative nature took care of itself. Are you following me now? So…the real scoop behind the hellish terrain we lovingly call a front yard is pure procrastination with the “emotion” being my embarrassment of being seen by the neighbors as I attempt to straighten out the mess.
The reason I am writing this story is to further inspire and dissuade all those who are about to follow in my footsteps. The important lesson here is to fully understand that neither emotion nor lack of skill is a valid enough reason to have a horrifically ugly front-yard that becomes the neighborhood’s urban-legend about the creepy house on the corner that eats small children and pets.