Spring comes to my neighborhood . . . *&&**%&

Unfortunately, every **** and jerk in the neighborhood decides it is primo leaf burning weather. Choking on smoke, some of which does not seem like vegetation, I struggle to get the grass along the street cut down. The ground is full of bumps and mud.

errr, I'm sighing because spring is approaching, not because of the snow

I prefer winter to spring or summer. Not autumn, though. Autumn's the best - partly because it's a sign that snow should be on its way

We are in the remnants of a pine forest. Most of those burning leaves are pine needles. We can have lawns and some flowering plants, but, a vegetable garden is out of the queston.

My first year here, I planted tomatoes and a few other things. By the time they were getting big enough to think about ripening, the season was over, and I was left with dozens of tomatoes that had to be thrown away.

In the front yard, my dog doesnt distinguish between a banana or acacia. She digs them up. So, all my yard is good for is passing through to get to the refrigerator, TV and computer.

edgarblythe wrote:

We are in the remnants of a pine forest. Most of those burning leaves are pine needles. We can have lawns and some flowering plants, but, a vegetable garden is out of the queston.

Lime edgar.

edgarblythe wrote:

My first year here, I planted tomatoes and a few other things. By the time they were getting big enough to think about ripening, the season was over, and I was left with dozens of tomatoes that had to be thrown away.

Green tomato chutney Edgar

edgarblythe wrote:

In the front yard, my dog doesnt distinguish between a banana or acacia. She digs them up. So, all my yard is good for is passing through to get to the refrigerator, TV and computer.

Gun edgar.

errr, I'm sighing because spring is approaching, not because of the snow

I prefer winter to spring or summer. Not autumn, though. Autumn's the best - partly because it's a sign that snow should be on its way

edgarblythe wrote:

Unfortunately, every **** and jerk in the neighborhood decides it is primo leaf burning weather. Choking on smoke, some of which does not seem like vegetation, I struggle to get the grass along the street cut down. The ground is full of bumps and mud.

What's wrong with those people? Composted leaves are the best plant food in the world - our forests live on composted leaves. Those dopes are probably going to buy Miracle Grow Crap later in the season because they don't know any better. Our local dump has a big compost pile where people who don't have home composting space can drop off their leaves and come back later in the summer to haul away "black gold" for their gardens.

One family burns a fire daily. They must have to really scrounge to find that much material.

They sit around it and stare into the flames.

Hold up.

We ain't finished with the sun yet.

dadpad wrote:

Hold up.

We ain't finished with the sun yet.

Today is the official end of summer here - and has at least been fine - but cold-ish, and a fierce wind. I'm down at the beach this week, and had to wear a warm jacket for my walk - but at least better than not being able to walk at all because it's pissing down Too cold for swimming and the surf's up a bit. Water's murky, too - from all the rain.

Tomorrow is autumn