Life’s WAY too short to mow daisies…
When you could be…
Life’s too short to mow daisies… #WordlessWednesday
07 Wednesday Jun 2017
Posted in About Me, Barb's Commentary
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People are always saying life is too short for this and life is too short for that, but if you really want to know what a short life is, try reincarnating as a dog next time.
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I couldn’t agree more. When I lived in Texas, I refused to mow my lawn and pasture when the bluebonnets and the other wildflowers were in bloom. Too pretty to chop down.
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Quite right!
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Mowing the pasture helped to keep the prickly pear cactus down and encouraged the grass growth for the cattle.
Mowing the yard? I can’t think of a single good reason.
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When we lived in Virginia, our neighborhood backed onto a pasture with cows. Whenever we mowed our grass, the entire herd would come racing up to the fence to get the clippings. I think it was candy to them. Or maybe cocaine.
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A chance to get fresh, green grass handed to them? Face it, you were their grass dealer. đŸ˜„
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I just hope my children never find out the truth.
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I don’t know why anyone would contemplate mowing wild flowers anyway…. who needs flat boring lawns?
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Absolutely!
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I’m with Mark Twain (Letters from the Earth): lawns are God’s little joke on mankind.
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mgh
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Was he the one who called golf “a good walk spoiled”?
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Not sure, but it sounds like Twain. If you haven’t read “Letters” you simply must. Your sense of humor – and a quick, hilarious romp of a read.
xx,
mgh
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