The grass in not always greener on the other side

All summer long, my sister, my parents and I lament that we cannot grow grass. Our front lawn looks like a war zone…a field of dirt with a few spots of grass and lots of maple tree roots.

Well, I’m glad that we don’t have grass. Grass is not something to fight for, to desire, to covet. In short, grass is for the birds. Today we raked our leaves. Took little time because of the lack of grass. Then we did the neighbors’ leaves (mostly because we don’t want them tracked into our house.) They have a thick lawn. It took twice as long.

Given the evidence, grass is not good.

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