The jungle...

My lawn is offically out of control. So if you recall a few posts back I wrote about how I wanted to be that guy whose lawn looked like the green at the 18th hole at Pebble Beach. I can safely say that dream is slipping away, as my lawn is now looking like it has aspirations to become a jungle. The last week has consisted mainly of rain pouring down on , with mother nature doing her best impression of a drunk guy who has broken the seal and can't hit the can to save his life. Needless to say, while we have been cowing in our house trying to stay dry, the grass has been drinking up the rain, and growing like crazy. I needed to mow all week, but with the rain arriving every day around 4, I can now easily see how explorers in the rain forest could have gotten lost, because if my grass can grow as fast as it is, I can only imagine what a real jungle would do. I think it is offically 9 inches tall, but you know how us guys are, we aren't ever really sure how big an inch is any way.