|Posted by Gwen Williams on July 21, 2014 at 9:50 AM|
We live in paradise and each of us has carved out our own unique, unconventional homesteads dotted in every nook and cranny along the shore. People from town are sometimes uncomfortable at first as they travel along our roads. They see big houses, small ones, bright and many colors, additions in odd configurations, lavish and humble, all mixed together.
Today while mowing my lawn, I became increasingly uncomfortable as I saw how I was decapitating the tops of the lovely little chickweed flowers, bluets, purple self-heal, tall yellow hawkweed, violets and other unnamed little plants that I have yet to identify. My lawn is really a closet meadow, very little actual grass… I was mowing because I was conforming to the expectation that my lawn be uniform, green, neat and short.
I then realized why I love my home, why I want to be here and that I don’t have to mow if I don’t want to. Nature in all its randomness is so much more beautiful than any landscape or structure we try to create. Our randomness and attempts to fit in with what just naturally grows around us is what I think, part of what it means to live on the shore.
Conformity, sameness and bland is what the world expects, wants and is comfortable with. The trend in the populated areas is houses on streets with restrictive covenants to ensure some level of sameness. Gardens are organized and planned to have colour splashes, height and textures in just the right spots. Lawns are uniform, green and “weeded” so only the chosen plants grow.
I love the randomness of our collection of homes, yard structures, escaped gardens, wildflowers n the sides of the roads, chicken coups, sheds of all kinds, garages without a roof, boats, the many known and secret beaches and the wild meadows. This randomness is the secret sauce that makes us interesting (we are rebels you see… and mirrors nature. If you live here a long time, you sometimes stop seeing and get too preoccupied to notice the beautiful surroundings.
Did you know that a small drop of water in a lupin leaf looks exactly like a diamond? This small gem would have gone un-noticed if I had not been paying attention and taken a picture of it. I almost missed it. And, I am not mowing again this season. Sorry neighbours, but I have a whole meadow of healing herbs that I want to explore before the summer is over.