As in, “They mowed the berm between the greenbelt and the houses when it didn’t need mowing.” (See slideshow at the end of the post).

I had just gotten back inside the house, after taking some photos of plants in my yard, and had gone out into the berm, to document the healthy growth of Silver Bluestem that had risen up after the most recent massacre at the end of May. While not as thick as one might wish, it was good to know that my removal of the Perennial Rye and Malta Star Thistle had allowed the native grass to come back.

Looking on the bright side, it appeared that the mower’s blades had been set at a higher level than before. Whether they pressure washed the blades before mowing, I don’t know. Since I have not received the courtesy of a reply to my emails in February and June,  I don’t know. And the Johnson Grass, which I’ve been pulling out or removing the inflorescences from so they don’t go to seed, were mowed down, leaving the Poison Ivy more or less intact, so that it will be easier to go out and apply an herbicide to eradicate. And at least they mowed while the ground was dry.

So while I am still not happy with the apparent frequency of scheduled mowing, it seems that my attempts to enlighten and educate those responsible has made a small dent. Persistence will tell the tale.