Axle-deep to a ferris wheel
By DAN LANGFORD
My late father was a stickler about lawn maintenance, averring that nice folks kept nice yards. His always looked like a golf course, and he’d comment scathingly about folks who allowed their yards to become unkempt.
I was reminded of one of his expressions the other day when I went to mow my maternal grandmother’s yard. My uncle (her son) and I share that duty now that the house is vacant and she’s in a nursing home, and to say that it’s near the top of either of our priority lists would be an overstatement. Thus, when I got to her house, I discovered that her grass was, as my dad would have said, nearly axle-deep to a ferris wheel.
I think that’s an expression of my late father’s own invention, but he was Southern, it’s descriptive, and seems to fit here. With all the rain we’ve been having lately, be sure your yard doesn’t get in the same fix.