Many people with lawns are not looking for more work: they enjoy lawn work precisely because it feels like a sort of minimum manageable standard of care for their environment. To these people, then, I would make my pitch: just do a little less. You can have a meadow, green and gold, dotted with the ease and abundance of summer, a feast for the eyes and the body and the bees, all by working a little less. And is summer really the time for finding more reasons to work?

No. It is the time to receive gratefully the abundance of creation, the symphony of yellow.