I found myself with the responsibility of a huge lawn; I had to sell the house and if it had been up to me I would have left it to grow into a lovely meadow, but house-buyers in the 'burbs like 'neat and tidy'. It was exasperating to have to decapitate all the little flowers every weekend. One Friday morning I went out there and this song showed up in my head to explain how I felt:
https://helenmccookerybook.bandcamp.com/track/daisies
Rock on, No Mow May!
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