When was the last time you heard someone say “oh look, its Kentucky Bluegrass!”… me neither. Until..
Like nearly everything else in my life, I knew absolutely nothing about grass until I needed to learn everything about grass. Isn’t it funny how that happens? It’s like one minute your tearing your back tires through the grass that lines your driveway, and the next you’re carefully putting up caution tape to protect it’s newborn baby seeds.
We moved into a new house a few years ago. With some extra time on our hands from the Covid lockdown, my husband and I took the opportunity to seed the grass of our dreams (or nightmares depending on how you look at it). We noticed that our grass was a bit patchier and lacked the deep rich green like our neighbors after seeing an ad for Kentucky Blue Grass on an interior designers Instagram account.
I was sitting on the front steps of my home, and I was looking out at our old grass. For the 3 years that we’ve lived here, I never noticed that our grass was actually well trimmed weeds. As a matter of fact, I was under the impression that we had a pretty good yard of grass. All I saw was thick blades of greenery, and that was fine with me.
Then we began the grass transplant process. I tagged along with my husband to the grass store only to find out that getting actual grass is VERY expensive, VERY soft, and VERY green. It comes with a tremendous amount of rules and maintenance.
We didn’t end up getting the grass.
Since early spring our well trimmed weeds have served our family well. It has held our blankets during picnics; it has cushioned our feet during games of tag. It even continued growing after a batting cage was built on it. With no fertilizer or extra water or fancy equipment, our non-Kentucky Blue grass-“grass” has been so good to us.
How often do we do this? Living life contently until we see something that seems better come along? I, for one, have been paying closer attention to my ability to be “influenced” since our grass debacle.
Imagine a world where there were no neighbors to compare our yards to. A world where there was no social media standards to compare our bodies, our features, our clothes or our style to. A world where we can live contently with what we have, and make decisions based on how WE feel, and not how others suggest we feel.
I’ve been approached a handful of times to represent brands on social media in exchange for compensation. Brands I’ve never used. Brands I know nothing about. Brands that find me to a be a good fit because, well, I have access to you. I have turned down every offer, and will continue to do so under those conditions. I want you to want Kentucky blue grass because YOU want Kentucky bluegrass. Not because I have the ability for you to compare your grass to mine. Our promise has, and always will be a true, authentic, and transparent relationship with you. We speak many languages of love, because we know your true beauty is yours, not ours to influence.
Whether you have soft rich grass or well trimmed weeds like me, I hope you take some time to enjoy what you have in knowing that it’s yours. I’ll be doing the same.