Lawn

Lawn is mowed. It couldn't wait. It would have been better next week as it would have mulched up more fallen leaves.

The grubs have come back. And I only recently went through the last of my Grandfather's precious stash of DDT. Now I'm gonna have to put down something harmful to humans as well as bugs.

I hate grubs. There, I said it. I'm not a lawn obscessive. Our peoples could live in peace if they left that lawn green. It's the toleration I extend to green weeds. Clover and wild strawberry and violets? You are welcome in my lodge.