mystery: solved << home >> Never!
When the tenant presented him with the broken sprinkler head, the chief shook his fist at the heavens, cursing the foolish human need for manicured lawns.
I quit twenty years in the landscaping business, only to have it follow me here. There is no justice.
Didn’t you add that to your list of stipulations for the job?
“No landscaping-esque work. That includes hedges. Hedges suck. Especially the big ones with nesting birds and raccoons. Actually, I refuse to do anything outside that involves stuff I don’t want to do.”
Perhaps if you plant wheat instead of lawn. That way there will be a big harvest and all the neighbors will turn out with their threshers and a big feast afterwards with lots of wine, and you can dance with the landlord’s jolly daughter.
I’ve never understood “manicured” as it relates to lawns. Shouldn’t it really be “pedicured?”