The Great Lawn Is Shrinking

Stuff accumulates. Stuff follows me home. Stuff grows. The creeping ornamentation of Creation and expansion of the garden is taking a toll on the Great Lawn.

The Great Lawn is shrinking. It has been filled with bulbs and iris. The rooted Dog Hobble sticks, Leucothoe, I planted last year to close up the hedge are looking quite robust. By the end of this season they will be a solid presence hinting at the short full backdrop to quickly come.

If only the red and yellow twig dogwood planted behind the short evergreen hedge would grow like that I'd be one happy winter camper. I want eternal flames for the firepit.

What will become of the Great Lawn? How small will it get? Will it need a new name? The Great Lawn is shrinking.

Ku'ulei 'Aina grows stronger.