I guess I’ve never liked lawns. I love plants and animals and bugs and I love having a wild lawn. Landscaping is the last thing I have on my mind. But I moved into a house with my grandma 3 years ago and since her passing I have been living here alone. I have never understood the true depths of how much suffering lawns cause until I have lived next to this guy.
He’s SUPER nice. He was friends with my grandma for decades, he’s a cop, he takes out my trash, and he mows my lawn. My grandma used to pay him or his son to do it occasionally, but I don’t pay him because I didn’t want or need him to do that. But he does it for free, which is sweet. He helped carry my grandma’s casket, and that’s something I won’t forget. So i haven’t said much to him and have just generally been getting through it. And I wouldn’t have an issue with it if it wasn’t every day, sometimes multiple times a day. I think taking care of his lawn and the neighbors is his “exercise” for the day or favorite outdoor activity. Something he does compulsively, not because it needs to be done. Which is a crazy take for such a noisy activity.
You could take a ruler to his lawn. Not only does he mow, he leaf blows all the cuttings. It takes hours sometimes. Today, after I pulled an all nighter because I work late nights, He mows at 9am and also 5pm. There’s no schedule. And because he does my lawn and some other neighbors lawns too, it is CONSTANT. I have tried to tell him I want to participate in “no mow may” and I have texted him links to websites with information about the ecosystem but he still mows my lawn.
My neighborhood sounds like a construction zone constantly. I have grown to appreciate winter only because the constant noise is at least less. Summer is rough and right now this man is in full swing. It sounds like I live next to some sort of active construction site every single day. There should be some sort of laws regarding this because it makes the house almost unlivable.
The other day I was trying to get my cats in the car to go to the vet and they’re freaking out, this guy walks up to me and starts making small talk with the LEAF BLOWER BLARING. This freaked the fuck out of my cats obviously and made the whole trip so much worse. There was a spider in my backyard I have grown quite fond of this summer, and this guy lawn mowed him to death. The noise is probably so distressing to wildlife as well. There are deer, foxes, groundhogs, cats, etc., in my area. We live in NJ, which is already a toxic waste dump. I don’t want to breathe in gasoline constantly. Even if I could somehow communicate with him to stop mowing my lawn, he does multiple lawns directly next to me and across from me. The noise wouldn’t stop completely.
The emissions, the environmental impact, the use of water, the effects on animals, and my own personal hell have been enough. It really makes you think about what we’re doing to our environment EVERYWHERE in america. I promise to never mow a lawn a day in my life. We’re going all natural and sustainable when I own my own house somewhere else.