There is an interesting comparison to be made here in the area/land
that I've chosen to inhabit. I've gone totally the opposite and
decided on the forbs and grasses as a setting for a home. No trees.
Then again, that is the nature of this area of the country. The only
reason we've got trees is that we've stopped the prairie fires from
burning the young, woody tree trunks. Grasses recover well from the
fire, their life is in their roots.
I grew up in the intercoastal hills and chaparral of Southern
California. Woody scrub interspersed with live oak. After a fire,
the grasses would come in, for a year or two and then get crowded out
by the sage and forbs, returning it to the blue green of the
chaparral.
Never liked the grass back then, wasn't natural. Here it is.
Kinda sad that we have to cultivate the natural biome.
Frank Reid