Ok on one hand kill your lawn like absolutely. Fuck grass get rid of it grass sucks plant real plants.
On the other hand if you’re gonna replace it with a bunch of tiny plastic painted bright green that in no way shape or form looks or feels like grass what’s the point.
I have two wolves inside me and I don’t know which one to let out.
fake grass is such an apt metaphor for the vapidity of contemporary American life. the profound lack of imagination of wanting to emulate traditional suburban aesthetics (ew) but doing so in the cheapest, most artificial way possible. an unconvincing facsimile of something that was never good in the first place
if I had a front yard I’d plant some palms and succulents, and surround them with a bunch of pretty rocks and stones