lupines in my backyard: old memories, new debates
When I see the lupines blooming in my backyard, I’m instantly taken back to my grandmother’s garden. She would always say, “Let the wildflowers grow, they know what’s best.” But these days, my neighbors seem to prefer perfectly trimmed lawns and imported blooms. Sometimes I wonder if we’ve lost something precious in our pursuit of neatness.
Here in the Northeast, lupines thrive in our cool springs and early summers. They’re tough, just like the folks who settled this land, and they don’t ask for much—just a little sun and space to spread. But I’ve heard some in our community complain that lupines look too wild, even weedy. The HOA sent out a letter last week, hinting that native plants might not fit our neighborhood’s "aesthetic standards."
It’s funny how what was once a symbol of family and resilience can now spark debate. Are we honoring our roots by letting native flowers grow, or are we just being stubborn? I’d love to hear if others feel the same tug-of-war between tradition and today’s tidy trends. Do you remember lupines from your childhood? Would you fight to keep them, or pull them out for the sake of conformity?
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