I am such a rebel. Yesterday I mowed my yard but didn’t mow a single daisy in the middle of it even though it is clearly above the 10 inch rule. Bwa ha ha ha. Take THAT Ypsilanti!!! I feel so dangerous. The only problem is that if I come home from work tonight and find the daisy missing, I will have no way of knowing if it is missing because of the lawn enforcement people or if someone came by and picked it. I have to admit too that once I had cut down all the grass around the daisy, it looked quite pickable. I really had to resist the urge myself.
In an odd coincidence, one of my neighbors came by while I was mowing the lawn with the annual HESNA newsletter. I cant remember the neighbor’s name even though I have met her before and think she seems nice. Sometimes I am not so good with names. Oh well, I guess there is a neighborhood meeting on Monday and one of the topics apparently is ordinance enforcement. Could it be fate that a neighbor comes by with a newsletter informing me of a such a meeting while I was engaged in an activity that I hate that I was doing because of the way the city enforces ordinances? I really want to go to this meeting. I might have something to contribute if I don’t find myself getting too shy. But even if I just go, I might learn something about their process that will help me avoid having them cut my lawn in the future.