My Landlady’s Yard

In his essay, My Landladys Yard, Dagoberto Gilb seems to be writing about a climate and culture that he is both very familiar with and excessively very fond of, as he is in fact Mexican and lives in Austin, Texas. His landlady seems to be in some form of denial regarding her surroundings, which is unvarnished in her attempt to grow glom and northern plants in a desert climate. I get the impression that the germ is implying that his landlady is a Yankee notwithstanding it is rather indirect so I cannot tell for certain. with his statement that his landlady wants green grass in the middle of the desert, I guess Gilb is implying the Proverb The grass is always greener on the other side of the environ and by doing so, he is saying that his landlady wants what she cant have. It makes me wonder if peradventure she had to live in that house at one time and she didnt want to live there. The author states that she lived there as a unripe mother and wife.I picture a young woman who is assay to make the most of her domestic imprisonment, living in a placement that is very foreign to her, and her attempt of making it feel like menage was to plant familiar life, such as the green grass and shrubs that were autochthonic to the climate she grew up in. Although there is some sarcasm in the authors voice, I dont sense that he is acrimonious of her.On the contrary, it seems to me that on some level he understands why she has through such a silly thing as to plant this grass and shrubbery out in the desert and is somewhat sympathetic to her. I cognize as the tenant, he must be obligated to care for the property, except I get the feeling that it goes a bit deeper than that, so he does performs his duty of caring for her property not only out of obligation, but out of sympathy for her. And he does it to his own chagrin, as he is use the precious water on this foliage that he knows will not thrive in this climate.