Pagan Rituals on the Lawn of the Gods....

This blog may very well be a complete waste of time. Winter is coming.

The reason being, that Lou and I took this house over early April. The gardens were lush and manicured within an inch of their lives. The grass was so incredibly green. And soft. Like the take your shoes off and walk around it with eyes closed and the sounds of Scandanavian forests in your ears kinda soft. I was so happy to have a garden and a patch of grass so lush and soft. But in the back of my mind I had a nagging feeling. One that threatened to take away any enjoyment about my new acquisition of garden. How the HELL was I going to maintain it even partially what it was when it was handed to over to us? We discussed hiring a gardener...maybe once every few months. Sure that'd work for then. But what about now? Every morning I woke and looked out the kitchen window to a garden that almost as soon as we moved in started failing. The colours started to drain from day one. The leaves looked a little droopier. The plants just didn't feel as happy as they were. I started to panic.
I spent several morning down on one knee pushing a finger into the soil beneath the layer of grass. Not entirely sure why. I had a vague idea that this would tell me if the soil was moist and whether the grass needed watering. Since a few small patches of brown had started appearing, I started wondering if I had not watered it enough. Being in Wellington and having more then a few sporadic rain showers I simply couldn't see how this could be. 
I swear I have no idea how the owner of the property kept her lawn SO green and lush and soft, and weed free. Seriously. I have images of her lying on it whispering to it. Or performing a Pagan style ceremony whilst simultaneously playing Mozart throu speakers laid face down on the soil......
Why, after only days of us moving in did the clover start appearing, the bright green turn to a darker less welcoming shade?
I tell myself it is because winter is coming. But really I have no idea if that means anything.

Winter is coming.