The picture at the beginning of this Apartment Therapy entry is a perfect example of the horror of the suburban front lawn. Empty and conformist beyond belief. Our daughter is grown, and we are moving back to the city, in order to have a much smaller yard which we can nurture without having to park a riding mower in our garage. But the same front lawn, and the contiguous neighbor's lawns, did serve as the blank canvas of play for my daughter and her friends when they were all little. Her memories are intact and it is now time for a new young family to occupy our suburban home!
The Case Against the American Front Lawn
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