Last night I attended a class on replacing one's lawn with water-saving native plants.
The thing is: I don't have a lawn.
I'm in no peril of having a lawn.
And yet, I envision the ambitious gardens that I could create, full of California native plants, fruit trees, and veggies.
I suppose my garden fantasies are no more irrational than the people who imagine jetting off to Paris with George Clooney.
We all can dream, right?