The perfect lawn

Lawns are so last century. They’re unsustainable (especially in Kiwi summers), they waste vast quantities of water (tch tch), they require mowing (noise pollution), feeding (nitrogen run off) and weeding (naughty, nasty herbicides). I haven’t had a lawn for at least a decade (in fact, now that I think of it I haven’t had one since 1997). In my last three gardens, the lawn was always the first thing to go. Not just because I’ve never owned a lawnmower, but because I’ve always looked at lawns as simply hogging space where plants could go instead.
But oh boy, do I have a lawn now! And, even if I do say so myself, it’s quite magnificent. I’m like a proud parent… every day I’m out there patting its head and quietly congratulating myself that I have attained that vision of verdant loveliness that blokes everywhere lust after: the perfect lawn. The dog loves it. The cats love it. And I love it. (I realise it defies logic to love a lawn, but I do.)
Two days before Christmas, we rolled out 380 square metres of instant ‘California Green’ from Readylawn. It’s a deep green, wide bladed fescue grass that’s rhizotomous (meaning it creeps like kikuyu). It looked a bit ropey for the first few days, but two tanks of water later… it’s looking superb. And we’ve still got six weeks to go until the wedding.
Mind you, it’s just as well the lawn is in top nick, because as you can probably tell from the photo, the wildflower borders around the lawn are still knee high to a grasshopper. I predict a fair bit of panic buying of potted colour lies ahead.

14 thoughts on “The perfect lawn

  1. MAN that’s some lawn!! Keep the hunk – he’s going to be busy on that ride on mower for a while… your wildflowers will be fine, you have six weeks to go – so they should be at their peak.. besides everyone will be looking at the bride floating down that green swathe wrapped in tulle – good luck. Cheers Lynne

    • I like that optismistic spirit Lynne, though I think I’ll be waddling rather than floating! As for the Hunk, well he’s not going to be busy doing much for a while. He was chasing a runaway cow down the driveway two days ago when… disasters… he re-snapped his achilles tendon. So I’ll be marrying a man on crutches with his leg in plaster. Bugger!

      • haha… you two are SO WELL MATCHED – if I recall you slipped down some steps, fell off a table, um want me to continue? – better train the sprog in first aid! Always good to have a Dr in the family. You sure did take your dad seriously when he said leg rope your man you’re getting on! (if I recall your talk at our garden group in Waikanae when you were first engaged)… but snapping an achilles is no fun – poor man. Sending get well wishes and glad to hear you still have dad’s army working for ya… 🙂

      • You recall correctly. Dad’s other gem of advice: “Behave like a poodle, and not a rottweiller. This could be your last chance.” Luckily, there’s nothing like a wedding to bring the best out of a DIY Dad. I’m working it!

  2. Gosh, what a difference 3 months makes. The lawn looks amazing! I imagine the new addition to the family next year will love it too! Good luck with the rest of the garden plans, can’t wait to see what you achieve in the next six weeks.

    • Hi Karen,
      I think we are making progress but it’s one step forward, and two sideways at the moment. My New Year’s resolution is to post photos every couple of days so I can reassure myself (if nothing else) that there is a plan!

      • It is good to have a plan to keep you on track. But don’t over do it in your condition – hope you have plenty of helpers. Shame about the hunk’s leg, hope he feels better soon. Am sure it will be a lovely day no matter what, and you probably won’t even notice the garden. Your wedding day goes by in a blur, so just enjoy.

      • Don’t worry. I am taking it easy. Mum and Dad have been roped back into slave duties. I figure it’s a small price to pay for *finally* getting me up the aisle and off their hands (on the gardening front at least).

  3. I am totally green with envy looking at your magnificent lawn….I am STILL trying to do battle with my Dads lawn, spending plenty of money and hours on it and getting nowhere. WELL DONE YOU! Your dahlias look gorgeous on tonight’s posting. Such inspiration. Look forward to your next photo.

    • I can’t really take much credit for the lawn Estelle, unless we’re talking credit cards 🙂 We excavated ours first, then topped it up with fresh top soil. Handy having access to paddocks. If I need to fill a raised bed, the Hunk just gets on his digger and carves a chunk out of a hill somewhere… I’m spoilt rotten. I’m guessing the soil must be to blame for your Dad’s lawn disaster…

    • I have a backup plan for the wildflowers. I’ve sown 1200 corn seeds up the back of the garden (bit of greenery never goes astray and we can eat corn on the cob forever) and have planted about, oh, a million seedling petunias along the edges of the lawn so fingers crossed they do as they’re told!

      • The petunia should put on a magnificent display. I planted some last summer and couldn’t believe how great they turned out, masses of flowers and very tidy too.

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