Who remembers laying on their belly running your fingers through the grass in search of a four leaf clover? I do. My dad had the nicest, best kept lawn in the neighborhood. I scarcely remember when the clover disappeared from it, but it probably left once dad hired a company to come in a few times a year to do several “lawn applications” to keep his grass green. This article builds a case for not being so uptight about white clover. Hmmmm…I wonder if the bunnies would eat fewer of my flowers if they had more clover to munch on?

How did such a wonderful plant as clover come to be considered a weed? Photo: life.shared.com Here’s a quick overview of the incredible story of a simple little plant, white clover (Trifolium repens), and how it went from being the best friend a lawn ever had to being considered a noxious and despised weed to […]
via Clover in the Lawn: From Friend to Weed to Friend Again! — Laidback Gardener
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Cindie, such an interesting read. We have white and crimson clover in abundance. We have never tried to be rid of it. I guess it has been our friend!
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My childhood backyard was covered with clover. I loved playing barefoot running and falling onto the clover carpet … except when a honeybee stung me.
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My childhood backyard was a neighbor’s small apple orchard—8 trees, I recall, in two rows of four. Whilst my dad kept a weed-free and lush lawn, the apple orchard’s adjacent lawn was laced with clover (and thistles, as my bare feet recall). The orchard’s owner never yelled at us for climbing his trees or playing in his clover.
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