When I was growing up, I remember not having the luxury of having a lawn on our residence. When you got out of the door from the house, it would immediately be the gate, and then the road. This is precisely the reason why when we were growing up, whenever us kids would be out of the sight of whomever was tasked to look after us, they would immediately come running towards the gate, afraid that any of the kids might have bolted out the gate and into dangerous vehicle traffic.
This changed when sometime in 1996, we transferred to our present residence, which is already in the interiors, a short distance away from the main roads. Also, this had a larger land area, around 1800 sq. m. (compared to 200 sq. m. at our previous residence), which left a lot of space. I remember all of us planting carabao grass on the lawn just after we transferred there, and up to now, the lawn is covered with such, as well as the 2 already fully grown mango trees in the lawn. Everytime there would be day-long blackouts, usually with the electric company doing some major repairs of their equipment, we’d have this haven to retreat to, and we’d just roll out the mats and the hammocks, and just enjoy the cool breeze, sometimes playing cards, with water-drinking penalty.
Today, whenever Borski and I would be in our dreaming state, we’d envision our dream home, with a lawn of course, and hopefully, one of these outdoor chaise lounges to grace our lawn. Currently, we are still amortizing twin lots at a housing village in the outskirts of the city. Hopefully, this 5-year plan would come into fruition. =)
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