Scribe-ls

Walking along admiring the crocuses and pondering the timing of the emergence of leaves from buds, the tranquility is refreshing as the sun is softly spring-warm.  Birds are twittering and I think I spy a bee!  What then is that odor?  Strong, caustic and almost overbearing, it's chemical fertilizer and pre-emergent weed killer.  Whew!  So much for the idyll.  That stuff stinks!  I'd rather smell sheep-n-peat.  Better yet, how about that fabulous fake grass found at the big welcome center near El Paso, Texas?  Along with the zen gardens, it's xeriscaping plus.  Wash n wear grass.  Imagine.