OK, so that’s a bit of hyperbole, but not as far-fetched as it sounds. We’ve been living in our south Evanston home since 2001. I think that was the year my father edged our front lawn. I’m pretty sure, it’s never been done since. The lawn is my husband’s terrain (and by default, our teenage sons—is the picture becoming clearer?).
The garden is my fiefdom. As our boys have aged out of playing in our front yard—no more soccer passes, baseball or football catches, or knight dueling–I’ve extended the garden into the front lawn little by little (I’m pretty sure no one has noticed). We don’t water our lawn, we don’t weed our lawn, and we definitely don’t put down any chemicals. Our yard is as low maintenance as you can get, and I thought I liked it that way. Until this morning.
I was awakened this morning by a Greenwise crew coming to my home. Normally, I do not get up before my alarm under ANY circumstances (sometimes medical emergencies, but only reluctantly), but lawn care at my door, and I sprung out of bed like it was my wedding day.
Christian rang my bell and walked me through what the crew would be doing. He showed me where the embarrassingly large amounts of grass had encroached on my sidewalk and needed to be edged. They mowed, watered, weeded my sidewalks, and got rid of fallen leaves (some by a good, old-fashioned rake—ah, the sounds of a rake. Remember that?)
They spent an hour at my house, which is a testament to the amount of edging that needed to be done. Benito, one of the three men on the crew, told me they had 21 houses to maintain today. Wow, and that’s just one crew.
I took some before and after photos and will keep you posted on the progress of my lawn as the fertilization steps take place. I’ve never felt so taken care of. There was debris under my front porch from 2008, and that’s all gone. Weeds in all the sidewalk cracks. Gone. They even edged my garden beds. If one hour of lawn care can bring me such happiness, I’m wondering why I didn’t try this years ago. All the better that it’s organic and 100% safe for Samba our dog and Sunny our cat, and our teenage boys (who sadly don’t play in the grass anymore), and me who’s been known to lay on the front lawn staring up into the canopy of our old Maple. Thank you, Benito, Christian, and Moises. Thank you, Greenwise!