I’m wasting my time, talking to a wall over here. I know y’all are going to rake your leaves anyways.
But help me out here. What is the best way to convey this idea that we shouldn’t rake leaves?
Can I say it funny with a meme?
I do wish I could tell you who made this originally because it really makes me grin.
May I offer a message of convenience?
The Washington Post reported about ‘leaving the leaves’ way back in 2016. That is, just don’t rake your lawn. So simple. “For homeowners, there’s nothing better than when the optimal solution is also the lazy one.”
Shall I try to tug at your eco-heart strings?
According to the National Wildlife Federation, “The marbled salamander and eastern box turtle are among many bird, mammal, reptile, invertebrate and other species that rely on leaf litter for food and shelter.”
Look at that cutie. You don’t want homeless little itty bitty box turtles weighing on your conscience all winter long, do you?
Butterfly pupae are probably in the leaf litter, too. Do you hate butterflies?
Alright, I know what you’re going to say.
- Turtles are never homeless. Their home is literally attached to them.
- Raking, it’s just what we’ve always done.
- My lawn will die if I don’t rake.
- My neighbors will hate me. They’ll call the town.
Let’s go one by one.
- Good point, clown. Focus on the butterflies and salamanders.
- This is one of my top 3 most loathed statements. As the kids say, I can’t even with you right now. Go get a growth mindset and then we can talk. (Forgive me this silliness, please keep reading but also embrace change)
- Your lawn won’t die. But if you’re worried, how about getting scientific? Flag off a corner of your yard to leave the leaves. You know, control and variable. Remember 8th grade science? Create a hypothesis. Take pictures in the fall. Set a reminder to take pictures in April, May, June of next year. Send those pictures of your dead lawn to me and I will reimburse you what you paid for this article.
- If you do the above, how could your neighbors hate you? If your town calls, tell them to read up (or eff off).
I can’t wait to hear how much you hate this idea!
(It’s probably as much as you hate butterflies)