“I had always rejected the suburban ideal of the carefully clipped and methodically poisoned greensward, with its connotations of Babbittry, mundane middle-class aesthetics, and casual ecological depredation. But somehow, in the verdured acreage behind my home–where lately I have taken to carving crop circles and leaving elaborate paisleys of wildflowers intact–I find myself. | I mow, therefore I am.” Woody Hochswender —Backyard Philosopher: I Mow, Therefore I Am (Opinion Journal)

I liked this essay, though I find an even greater sense of accomplishment as I develop the ability to fix toilets.