I have been at work in the back of my home. Some people call those backyards, but mine is more like the north forty or a city park or as it is now, a massive tangle of suckers, dried grass, weeds and quite a few roses. Perhaps I have something to say about this. I wonder what it is. It is true that vegetation is exceptional at growing copious amounts of green. Sometimes I want that green – like when I’m looking out across the horizon at trees and fields and so on. At other times I suspect I am being surrounded and encompassed by massive tendrils of vining green that will eventually wind through my brain and come out both ears like something on the wide screen. OK, I have to make this short because there’s a very suspicious looking hydrangea looking in the window and I have to go get my hedge trimmer right away. Have a nick weekend.