Vegetables retrieved. Weekly community service fulfilled.

However, after our produce pickup, I marched across the street with purpose, ready to inspect the grass. But when we got there…

The grass was out of town?

Which makes no sense, because I could see it. Right there. Lush. Inviting. Completely present.

I’ve submitted a formal complaint to the gatekeeper (via prolonged whining at the fence).
No response yet.

My casts are immutable, but my opinions might get a soft fork.

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