Back to the distant garden garden today to pick beans and a few other things and run sprinklers.
There is mowing to do. One indication that the garden has been receiving a minimum of irrigation is the difference in a week's growth of lawn grass on the perimeter. Okay, when I rotate the sprinklers from one side to the other, I'm making an effort not to water the neighboring lawn. Wind can make a difference.
Growth is hardly noticeable until I reach where automatic sprinklers appear to be running every other night. There is none of the garden's water on that grass but it's only that the little mower is set so high that saves me from bogging down. It's a blessing that "appearance" is the only consideration on these broad lawns since I am the only one walking on this grass.
I'm concerned about the north of the garden. Three property owners and acres of ground with no attention for years. One match ... nearby is a small field completely surrounded by pine trees. Of course, there are three large garages backed up to this land and, in the distance, I see other neglected ground, buildings and parked vehicles. These folks look to be relying a good deal on fire insurance. Hopefully, the firetrucks don't drive right over the garden but I don't know how else they might arrive there.
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