SEEDS OF DISCONTENT

COULD BE OUT FISHING right now. Or scouting deer-stand locations. Or buying some idiot product that I’m convinced will make me a better angler or hunter. But as I look down the sidewalk, I see one lawn that ruins the view. It’s ugly, riotously long—at least 4 inches—and marred by unsightly weeds. It’s my lawn. It’s dragging down property values left and right. I’d like to fertilize it with a half-ton of salt and be done with it, but that would really upset the neighbors, among whom