What’s Old Is New Again

I’m a novice in the garden. Fact is, I pretty much despise the whole lawn mowing, weed pulling, get your grass looking good thing. If I had my way, I’d let the lawn grow year round and call it a sanctuary for all things great and small, where weeds, bugs, bunnies, thistles, birdies, and groundhogs could all live free…

They could all call their friends over for dinner parties and I wouldn’t care. They could have their own version of Woodstock revisited. (I can see the bunnies dancing now!) If I had my way. But I don’t. So once or twice a year I attack my front yard with everything I’ve got. (Sorry, Bunnies.)

This year it was time to edge the sidewalk.
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