Kentucky Bluegrass

I was once told that St. Augustine grass had been classified as a weed and not as a grass. It didn’t surprise me at the time; although I can’t confirm it to be true. As a child, my adventures on the lawn would always end with itchy limbs. I now recognize that nature speaks and it was screaming “Get off of me!”. I am relocating to Kentucky and leaving Florida’s St. Augustine blades behind. I remember some of my first experiences with the soft grasses of the north and always thought it was like being outdoors with wall to wall carpeting. I dreamed of lying in the lawn and not getting itchy, of picnics and naps in the parks, fall leaves and winter too. Soon, I will realize those dreams.
It is bittersweet to leave the city that houses a lifetime of friends and family, but I feel the call of adventure and new experiences. Like a plant that beckons repotting with nutrient rich soil, I will take root in a new culture and continue to grow. I feel welcomed and invited, lost but guided, eager to learn new things and create a new reality. Life is a wonderful thing if you let it be. Upward and onward from the Sunshine State to the Bluegrass State.

-Kentucky, here I come!