Nobody Mows Here

About this book

At the edge of almost every road there is a strip of grass that belongs to nobody in particular. Most of us drive past it without a glance. But in some places it has become the last meadow for miles, full of orchids, bees and butterflies, and the most important wildlife corridor in the country. In Nobody Mows Here, nature writer Brynn Halloway kneels down at the roadside and looks closely. She shows why road verges in Britain hold hundreds of kinds of wild flower, and what happened on the day contractors churned up a Kent verge full of orchids. She follows the roadsides of Iowa, where a state law turned the edges of highways back into tallgrass prairie, the green corridors that Singapore is threading along its roads, and the old autumn flowers of Japanese poetry clinging to riverbanks.