This is my backyard. Our dog runs around out there.

We had a drought, and we were riding the fine line. How do we water the grass while still conserving water?

We tried a lot of things, including planting a low water seed.

Then.

Things happened. We got caught up in other things.

IMPORTANT things!!

We let the grass fend for itself.  

There were rainy seasons when the plant life in that area burst forth exuberantly. I liked the luxurious growth, relishing the soft carpet of wild clover leaves

This was unearned luxury.

A broken clock is correct twice a day.

The growth dried in the sun. We discovered the pretty plants dried into sticky burrs that stuck to our socks and in between the poor doggie’s toes.

It’s time we did right by our backyard.

I am tired of seeing suffering on my doggie’s face. I want to have grass between my toes. We’ve waited too long.

Enough with the procrastination! I am ready to put the work in and fix it.

I began to collect the information to start the project. And I realize I am too late.

Like I said before, there are times when plants thrive and there are times when they suffer. Right now is a tough time for plants.

As weary as I am of these ugly prickly weeds, the new grass won’t survive well right now.

There is a window of opportunity, and I missed it.  I’ll just have to grind my teeth and fish the burrs out of my dog’s fur until it is cooler weather.

I have to pay attention to the seasons. There was a dry season, and we responded. There was a busy season and we responded to that.

Now I’m living with the consequences. I wish I had that pretty lawn, but I put my attention elsewhere.

I made a choice. I am living with the consequences.

I am reaping the harvest I have sown.

And I wish I could go back in time and have grass again. I can’t. Those prickly burrs are a reminder to pay attention to my life while I’m living it.