Here in Victoria, the grass is lushest in the cool damp days of February.
Yet no one cuts it. They just enjoy it and the crocuses and snowdrops
poking through. Later in the year, when it is much more difficult to keep
a lawn green, competitive lawn growing season starts with all its rituals
of cutting, illegal watering and fertilising. In North America
lawn is the biggest crop, bigger even than corn or wheat. Oddly,
gardeners discard the entire crop, perhaps as some sort of unconscious
religious sacrifice.
~ Roedy
(born: 1948-02-04 age: 62)