I’ve mentioned before that our new house is huge. The lawn isn’t as large as the last, but seems more so because it is less contained, surrounded by open space instead of walls and hedges. Last year the grubs ate the front lawn, but it looks like we’re bringing in a nice crop of crabgrass this season. And it’s time to harvest the dandelion greens already. Maybe there’ll be enough heads left for a batch of dandelion wine.
This lawn is what some would a “sales opportunity.” Back in my day we would be knocking — well, I wouldn’t; I would be reading, but my brother would — on the neighbor’s door, mower in tow, inquiring if any work needed doing. But the youth of today are shiftless, and prefer to leave such opportunities to the Mexicans.