#clover lawn

Peacefully knitting storm sweater with my Mr. FatRat ✨

The park near where I used to live used to have huge areas of clover growing, and I always loved how it looked. It was so much more vibrant than the grassy areas - in winter and spring, at least, it usually died down a bit in summer. But it always made me want a clover lawn when I got my own home.

Here's the park:

This park also came alive with native wild flowers in the spring. That's the thing I miss the most since moving - I love the native plant life in the Garden Route, but the wild flowers up the West Coast in spring are truly something else.

This same park in spring:

Grass is a shitty fucking plant that has no business being the default yard plant. Fuck grass. All my homies hate grass. Go touch native wildflower species and appreciate the inherent beauty in biodiversity amongst a yard that feeds native butterfly and bee populations, as well as other native insect populations that feed animals in the area. Help prevent native bee species from going extinct by having a yard made up of native wildflower species and various other plants.