I grew up in the suburbs -- where people take pride in their lawns. Such pride, that I once witnessed a fist-fight between neighbors that started over a lawn related issue (or maybe it was just an ego..

The lawn was filled with briers and thistles. It was like a web spreading out and capturing my once beautiful green grass. How could this have happened? I did everything right! I toiled and slaved..

That plant is a weed.This may sound like two minutes with Andy Rooney but I just don't agree with this term. If a plant looks pretty and it has some quality that makes it useful, then why is it a weed..