M – I was actually happy to see snow this morning. The winter has been quite cruel to my lawn and a nice skin of white made the scars inflicted by mutha nature go away for a while. While the 3-foot blanket of snow rested gently on my Kentucky bluegrass duvet, a family of moles decided to go on a mission to restructure my front lawn in a quest for tasty grubs. Until the snow fell yesterday, parts of my lawn looked like Carrot Top’s hair! There were trails, divots and scraps of turf everywhere. With temperatures in the 40-degree range most of this week, my disaster of a spring lawn will remain out of sight and out of mind for a few more days. In the meantime, I’m gearing up for a game of whack-a-mole if those guys return!