The Air Conditioner In Hiding

As you approach the back garden, you will see and often hear the clunky but well-loved air conditioner.



What can I say? I got it in my head it should be heard but not seen and since I was on a roll and the nurseries were selling off everything at the end of the season, I bought ornamental grass.



Not just any ornamental grass as it turns out--the mother of all grasses and if you don't stand by with a machete, it will spread three houses over, never mind the brick walls in its way.

Okay, I exaggerate a tad.

This season, I snip off a bit once in a while and the harsh drought stems the exuberant growth.

And I guarantee you won't see the machine.