The latest incarnation of my column detailing the trials and tribulations of my garden. Back home in California again, after our whirlwind trip to Ohio . The last few days of our trip brought reunions with more relatives and a look at a few more gardens as well. We drove nearly all the way to the border between Ohio and Pennsylvania, to the historic village of Poland, Ohio. Gardens are scattered behind historic homes and new subdivisions.
Expansive lawns bordered with wood lots are the rule.
No lawn please, we're Californian As much as I enjoy my lawn-less garden this trip reminded me of the joys of wide, green lawns, often stretching across several properties, where kids and dogs can run, and even fall down, without getting hurt. My son, Joseph, had a ball chasing and being chased by the large dogs kept by his cousins. Of course, in Ohio, there is little need for watering lawns except in cases of severe drought. I would never try to duplicate anything like this inCalifornia but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate a good lawn grown in the proper place. The vegetable garden season is about complete now in Ohio.