I’ve always hated cutting grass, from my teenage years when it was my only source of income to being a homeowner. And of course, they’re biological and chemical nightmares:
“I’ve heard lawns compared to a biological desert … That’s really unfair, because deserts can be very diverse places.”
Many years ago, I attended an exhibit on American lawns. A few squibs I remember:
Lawns are status symbols. A large expanse of lawn shows you’re rich enough to own such a large property and to tend it.
Lawns are security buffers. A large expanse of lawn, sans trees or bushes, means no one can sneak up on you without being seen. High-security institutions have big open fields around them.
I cannot wait for the day when I can sell off my lawn mower and never walk behind one of those damned things again.