Or so the saying goes. Well, in our case, it is actually, literally true.
Ya see that? Yeah. Our lawn is on the left. Our landlords are great. They're very conscientious about the property -- they fix things promptly and keep things up so that they don't get run down. This includes taking care of the lawn, which is great in the summer when we don't have to mow our own lawn. However, it also means that they spray. They spray to kill the "weeds". And whoever owns the property on the other side of our fence isn't quite so conscientious. But look how much prettier the lawn looks!
Now, let me just look here and see how the word "weed" is defined...
Ah yes, here we are:
"1. a. A plant considered undesirable, unattractive, or troublesome, especially one growing where it is not wanted, as in a garden."
Hmm. Kind of a toublesome definition, isn't it? It's not really a definition at all! It's a license to write your own definition.
Well my definition of a pretty lawn is one in which things are growing. But what do I know? I'm just a hippie.
In other news, while making Norman's birthday cake on Thursday, I got cake batter on the ceiling. Cool, huh?