King grass. 7/12/13


My boss told me to clear 6 foot tall sunflowers with a simple sickle in 100 degree heat. Crazy!? Yet my “boss” is the pig’s chemical-free native grass for me to strengthen under this Texas heat. As the grass goes, Lonesome Star Farm goes, since our herd of grass-eatin’ pregnant kunekunes still think they’re in charge.

It’s a rewarding challenge to share a purpose between grass and man. The native grass is naturally heat tolerant and I’m naturally heat intolerant.

Regardless, we’re in this together but I always know who is the boss.

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