The sky showed blue
The sun came out.
The concept of stinze - an intentional flowering lawn, really resonated with me.
Not just because of the spring bulbs
It was the lawn part that so intrigued me.
A lawn is not so different from a meadow, if you are willing to let it bloom.
The flowers don't have to be confined to spring bulbs.
The forest said, 'I'll show you some stinze.' That is pretty much my lawn through out the entire three acres of wild cultivated gardens.
Then I got intentional with it.
I don't know that there is a word to adequately describe how I manage the land and gardens here. Am I practicing a form of stinze that lasts the entire season as a blooming meadow, long past the late spring end and first mowing of stinze as a green grass lawn?
I think what I have been doing needs a new word.
I have been intentionally adding many more natives, bulbs and herbaceous perennials that can be mowed down once a year right into the 'lawn' that was already here.
The lawn that was here was just more flowering meadow than grass.
I will leave you to ponder, to wander the native stinze, high on the low spot of a North Carolina mountain top. What is it am I doing?
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3 comments:
What ever you call it I like it.
Spring is so beautiful! Especially "high on the low spot of a North Carolina mountaintop".
Hope all is well with you.
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