An alternative lawn system?

Lawns are green where I live in Virginia. Many folks work very hard at keeping their green spaces weed free. Countless well manicured neighborhoods pay herbicide companies to lay down fertilizers and weed killers.  Virginia lawn services busily mix-up and spread the “death cocktails” for the eradication of the clover and dandelions.

Please note the protective mesh that surrounds the dandelions in the lush gardens at Blarney Castle, Ireland.  No lawnmower is going to mow these beauties down and no polluting herbicides are taking them out of the natural environment.  Protected dandelions

Label them a weed.

Refer to them as a flower.

I go with flower.

 

 

 

 

Dandy Weeds – Lion Face Flowers –Dandelions

I grew up with dandelions. Each spring my father would get out the push mower and sharpen the blades. Then, by hand, he’d start digging up the dandelions. Attack weeds, cut, attack the dandy weeds. This was his thing all spring and summer.

There were dandelions in my grandmother’s yard. She allowed dandelions. She lived in the country. She’d pick the young leaves from underneath the yellow flowers and make dandelion salad throughout the spring and summer.

Easy recipe: dandelion greens, topped with a light dressing of white or apple cider vinegar (no balsamic then) and a pinch of salt and some sugar. The bitterness of the greens was complimented by her simple dressing. Bitter greens and homemade biscuits worked.

Time moved on. Dandelions are all but gone, thanks to the spreading of pesticides & weed killers. Suburban dwellers want and pay for well-manicured landscapes and solid green grass lawns. I get that.

It’s the end of April. We have a few healthy dandelions growing here and there along the fringes of our suburban community. I took pictures of these lovelies before the lawn service arrived for the first killer application.  I’m emotionally attached to dandelions.
I am a Dandelion
I am a flower disguised as a weed
Upon your lawn I will stampede
I am a weed disguised as a flower
My leaves and roots have medicinal powers
I am 3 celestial bodies in one
I awaken each morning to greet the sun
I sleep in the evening and dream of the moon and stars
Which are 2 of my other avatars
Upon the wind my seeds are blown
Carried for miles around
But on this lawn I cannot hide
And I’ll soon succumb to pesticides
By Joseph May

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poems_by_poet.aspx?ID=29278

Google search offers many of today’s foodie versions of  Dandelion Salad.