Stephane was cutting the red grass from his field in France and posted this photo on FB.
“Countryside removing the bad grass.”
The picture reminded me that as a child my father had my older brother and I hand-pluck the weeds from our backyard in the Blue Hills.
We were too young to use sharp implements. It was a thankless job, especially since many of the ‘weeds’ were wild flowers of New England.
All to make more lawn, so we could mow the grass.
Free the weeds.