It's ironic (in a non-ironic Alanis Morissette kind of way) that when I didn't need a lawn, I had a great lawn. But now that I have kids I get grubs and moles and big-ass picker weeds that grow 3 feet tall.
I once considered covering the entire property with astroturf. What an incredible expense, but in the long run I think it would pay off. Coincidentally, this was also the time I was considering shaving my head and wearing wigs, and pulling out my teeth and getting dentures. I was going through a real "pro-artificial" phase in my life.
I've just read a story about people in the UK using wallabies as lawn maintenance. And I thought to myself, "Why aren't we doing this?" Well maybe not wallabies. But sheep at least. Currently, I mow the lawn and bag the clippings and let them compost. I could be saving on gas, time AND getting a big mutton by the end of the year. This really flows with my whole "hyper-efficient' philosophy. It would be even *more* hyper-efficient if I actually liked mutton.
I could potty train the sheep to only poop in one corner and then have a whole pile of fertilizer to work with. Which would go back into the grass, or into the garden to help grow tomatoes and cucumbers.
I know that goats make feta, but is there a special lamb cheese? I'm trying to work things towards the ultimate goal of ending up with a gyro-and-greek-salad biosphere. Whilst wearing wool socks.
The best part of biodome living? The grubs and moles wouldn't be allowed. Well that, and the fact that I could walk around telling Carol, "Hey, those who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones," and it would actually be kind of double entendre-ish.