We no longer have a lawn.
It has been raining, non-stop it seems, for weeks now. We have had to let the lawn grow and grow. The last time Hubby actually tried to cut it he spent more time in puddles than anything else.
Anyway, the bugs are annoying, but from the window or the road I don't actually mind not having a lawn.
Allowed to go it's own way, I have a field of flowers. There are daisies galore, clumps of clover, pretty yellow flowers (not dandelions), violets, artist's paintbrushes (I think that's what they're called) and last week, I spotted this guy:
So lovely. It's amazing what happens with God as our landscaper.
Now if only the rain would stop so we could get some photos in our beautiful field of flowers....