THIS is our lawn.
NO...I'm NOT kidding.
Who can afford to sow grass on over an acre of weed.
So...we act like it is lawn, and mow it like it is lawn, and voila...
it is our lawn.
Kissing Dutch kids under Michael Buchner French Lilac...
Which is exactly where I would choose to kiss if I could stand under this tiny lilac.
My pseudo gate, keeping the hens off my front porch where they do hen-like things...
YOU know what I mean.
It's bad enough I track the stuff in myself, let alone having them dump it all over the porch