Fuck Lawns

I loathe lawns. I have hated them for a long, long time, and my hatred has only grown over time. The sins attributable to the lawn seem to grow yearly. It consumes vast amounts of water. It is a barren landscape with little animal or plant diversity. The fertilizer applied to them washes off and pollutes waterways. And also, on a personal life, I find them kind of ugly.

I've been on many lawns, and I've been in grassland, meadows, and forest glades. When I'm in the former, you're lucky to see to see more than a few wolf spiders and a couple crickets. In the latter, there's life everywhere (compared to lawns, anyway).

There are so many better options than lawns. Grass-free lawns (technically called a lawn, but I'm not considering it one), xeriscaping... even planting native plants and letting them take over a section of the lawn. You can't walk there if the plants grow too high, but I've seen giant-ass lawns that no one ever ran around on. Just these vast, featureless expanses of green, uniformly cropped as short as possible. Huge, nearly sterile monocultures.

Fuck lawns.