DIYbanter - I lost the thread about lawn care

OK, it's that time again.

God and Grass!

GOD:
Frank, you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going
on down there on that planet? What happened to the dandelions, violets,
thistle and stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect no-maintenance
garden plan. Those plants grow in any type of soil, withstand drought
and multiply with abandon. The nectar from the long-lasting blossoms
attracts butterflies, honey bees and flocks of songbirds. I expected to
see a vast garden of colors by now. But, all I see are these green
rectangles.

ST. FRANCIS:
It's the tribes that settled there, Lord. The Suburbanites. They started
calling your flowers "weeds" and went to great lengths to kill them and
replace them with grass.

GOD :
Grass? But, it's so boring. It's not colorful. It doesn't attract
butterflies and birds and bees. It attracts grubs and sod worms, and
it's sensitive to temperatures. Do these Suburbanites really want all
that grass growing there?

ST. FRANCIS :
Apparently so, Lord. They go to great pains to grow it and keep it
green. They begin each spring by fertilizing grass and poisoning any
other plant that crops up in the lawn.

GOD:
The spring rains and warm weather probably make grass grow really fast.
That must make the Suburbanites happy.

ST. FRANCIS :
Apparently not, Lord. As soon as it grows a little, they cut it --
sometimes twice a week.

GOD :
They cut it? Do they then bale it like hay?

ST. FRANCIS:
Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it in bags.

GOD:
They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it?

ST. FRANCIS :
No, Sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away.

GOD :
Now, let me get this straight. They fertilize grass, so it will grow.
And, when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it away?

ST. FRANCIS :
Yes, Sir.

GOD :
These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on
the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves
them a lot of work.

ST. FRANCIS:
You aren't going to believe this, Lord. When the grass stops growing so
fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it, so they can
continue to mow it and pay to get rid of it.

GOD:
What nonsense! At least they kept some of the trees. That was a sheer
stroke of genius, if I do say so myself. The trees grow leaves in the
spring to provide beauty and shade in the summer. In the autumn, they
fall to the ground and form a natural blanket to keep moisture in the
soil and protect the trees and bushes.. It's a natural cycle of life.

ST. FRANCIS :
You better sit down, Lord. The Suburbanites have drawn a new circle. As
soon as the leaves fall, they rake them into great piles and pay to have
them hauled away.

GOD :
No! What do they do to protect the shrub and tree roots in the winter?
How do they keep the soil moist and loose?

ST. FRANCIS :
After throwing away the leaves, they go out and buy something which they
call mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in place of the leaves.

GOD:
And where do they get this mulch?

ST. FRANCIS :
They cut down trees and grind them up to make the mulch.

GOD :
Enough! I don't want to think about this anymore.
St. Catherine, you're in charge of the arts. What movie have you
scheduled for us tonight?

ST. CATHERINE:
"Dumb and Dumber," Lord. It's a story about . . .

GOD:
Never mind! I think I just heard the whole story from St. Francis.