Grass

Alice put in a lawn for me when I moved in with her. It's an OK lawn. But lawns outside my yard are always better. Here I am on a lawn last week on Washington Street. It was perfect. Lush. Plush. Convenient to watch my family and all the street activity in safety. Pika liked this lawn, too. We both luxuriated in it. I guess I miss her. Sorta kinda.