Time to steep up another pot of tea, something with a rich taste that will go with a nice slice of cheesecake or maybe some peach cobbler. As always, the first step is to fill the kettle with fresh, clean water and set it on the stove to heat to a boil. Also as always, this is the time when my mind wanders and conjures up the thoughts on every subject imaginable. Today it was mowed lawns. Yes, lawns.
The other day as hubby and I were off to run some errands, we found ourselves observing each neighbor’s lawn, commenting on the ones that were neatly mowed and the others that … well, quite frankly there could have been all kinds of critters habitating in there. Then it struck us both like a bolt: when did we become the type of people who drive along the streets of our neighborhood assessing the finer points of lawns?
There seem to be stages in people’s lives when they elevate certain things in importance over others. When hubby and I were younger — much younger — the last thing on our minds was how a neighbor’s lawn look. We were more inclined to focus on things like how we (not lawns) looked, especially to others. I blame it on owning a house in a suburban-type neighborhood. Sigh! A loft-style apartment in New York City or some abandoned warehouse like Alex Owens occupied in Flashdance would have been more to our liking, but totally beyond our reach financially. There certainly would have been no talk of lawn mowing.
Getting back to reality here, I am beginning to think that all this fascination with lawns may be related to tea. Tea fields are tended carefully and must be harvested at the right time. Depending on the tea cultivar and the type of tea to be produced, you may want to harvest while the new leaves and buds were still a bright green. Letting them go too long is like letting a lawn go to seed and not using a pre-emergent to stop crabgrass and ending up pulling the crabgrass instead (not the easiest task — I’ve done it a lot) and having those yellow dandelions pop up everywhere and aren’t they pretty but then they turn into those fluffy seed heads and then they blow over to your neighbor’s lawn and he comes over and yells at you because those pretty yellow flowers start popping up all over his perfect lawn… sigh!
Enough talk of lawns and mowing and crabgrass. The kettle has reached the boil and the teapot awaits. Time to steep and open up that fresh package of Bolands Lemon Puffs that’s been calling to me for a week.
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