I feel so lame posting but I can’t get out of my own head.
We bought a house last year. It was brutal but we did it. Have a large meadow that borders a creek running in the middle of a circle of houses. We fell in love with the plants, birds, bunnies, deer, groundhogs and so much more that frequently roam the meadow and into our yard (no fences in the neighborhood).
Our neighbor behind us starting landscaping. Good for him. Started with a patio. Now he is mowing down the meadow (it is his property) and putting in a lawn.
I watched them plow over all the wildflowers and small bushes from a chair on my patio and just cried. I am so sad that it is gone. Just broken.
We spent the past 22 years in cramped quarters giving all we had to each move every 2-3 years and when we finally settle down and don’t have to move, my love of nature gets trampled.
My husband doesn’t get why I am upset. He laughed when I hugged a tree in our yard because I was so happy to have one.
That meadow and the life thriving in it was my special calm in the storm of life that I thought I earned and it’s gone. I feel so sad but feel dumb feeling so sad over a lawn.
Any thoughts are welcome