so, here it is

On the front, this house has an eye-splitting display of yellow-white christmas arc lights and bobbing inflatable santas (illuminated).  But I prefer the quiet back, where this exact square of bluish artificial grass is laid.  An oasis, shop-bought plastic geometric calm in the midst of the hacked-about wild maythorns and raspberry, it has been a boon to the house-holder, recently, as they have been able to simply sweep the snow away and not bother about the irksome trouble of real roots dying.  Merry christmas, everyone.