Monkeys Always Look.
I came home from work yesterday to find the guy who mows my lawn going at it for the first time this year. And then I panicked. Because all I could think about was the three months of dog crap in my backyard that I had planned on scooping up this weekend. No, really. But he just ran it all over and I checked “fertilize lawn” off my list! Now I can focus on planting.
Or I could have someone talented plant things for me in cute terrariums and call it a day. And not have to step in mulched dog crap to see results.Posted In grow it