Bohemian Rhapsody–with Grubs | Kirsten Voris

Bermuda grass is a weed, in my mind. Something unwanted, with a root system extending 35 feet down into the bowels of the wash that runs through my neighborhood. A friend told me this, with a sad smile, when I mentioned to her that I pull it. … Read More Bohemian Rhapsody–with Grubs | Kirsten Voris