You may have noticed the tag-line of this blog: the green green grass. If not, it’s the little text that appears right under the big bold title of my blog.
When I first visited the United States, back in 2006, the strongest image that was left imprinted in my mind was that of a lawn in front of some random house. Saw it while riding the bus. Some people might remember the long transoceanic flight, the border customs or the landmarks they visit. I remembered the grass. It seemed to be perfect in every aspect I could think of: height, color, density. Every lawn after that first initial sighting seemed to shared the same characteristics.

I thought about the aesthetics of a normal patch of grass in Romania. The difference seemed to be radical. It’s not that the Romanian grass was ugly or something but it never captured my attention this way. It was a part of the landscape and there was nothing exciting about it. Puzzled I thought to my self: “what do you know? the grass is greener over here in the US”.
Now, fast forward a few years until the moment I started living in the US plus a few weeks, maybe months. I am walking past one of these lawns. A van is stopped near it. By the logo on the van and the activities the people are performing on the lawn I quickly realize that these people are from what you’d call a landscaping firm. Their job is to make the lawn look good. And somebody is probably paying good money for this to happen.
Thinking back I realize that the pleasant feeling I got was not from the actual sight of the grass but from the feeling of perfection. The grass is just a symbol for the things that are worth it. You need to put in time and effort to obtain the results that will make you happy :)