Lawn mania

We returned from a holiday yesterday. It seemed as though we were away for a long time, but in reality it was only about 10 days. The kids and I did a loop of cottage country - driving north east to a friends' cottage and then south west to a family camp.

Not much has changed here in the suburbs. The cars are in their driveways, and come and go, just like ours. The lawns are neatly kept, with various levels of neatness and beauty. No surprisingly, our lawn is, well, on the low level of beauty - in the eyes of the neighbours at least. I kind of like it, as there are many natural plants and flowers (some people call these natural plants weeds, but their perspective has been shaped by a distorted lawn ideology).

We were allowing the natural plants to grow unabated, and truly there were some monster dandelions. At the recent neighbourhood get together, we were kindly mocked for the disarray, so we made some efforts to improve the look. Compared to our neighbours'lawns, it is a weed forest... or a weed rebellion, quietly occurring here in the suburbs.

Hey hey, ho ho, lawn mania has got to go!