The summer left the grass in sad condition; the following rains perked up the native varieties we’ve been planting but showed us how much St Augustine grass was still in the mix as it died off the hardest. (That really doesn’t make me sad, I detest St Aug grass.) There is one particular healthy clump that Sophie the cat likes to “hide” behind. I didn’t get the photo of her stalking pose, but did capture the moment she thought the tuft should die.