And other people just whack it down.
Yeah, that looks better.
Heck, might as well have a go at the sagebrush, too.
Cuz, what’s that, a weed or something.
Yeah, that’s it. But, you know, with all the concrete and the $300 per month in strata fees for a front lawn the size of a putting green, and all the red, Eastern Canadian Maples planted to make retirees from Canada feel at home here in the West, there is revenge. And not just the wild lettuce and mullein moving in.
I mean, even the romantic maples along the boulevard aren’t quite as romantic as you might think.
They’re making their move! That’s a seven year old sidewalk, that is. By the looks of it, in a decade, it’ll be a all broken up. My money is on those maple seeds. Well, and the flax, too.
Like I said, don’t mess with the earth.