Summer has quietly ridden off into the sunset. (Que the "Happy Trails" music ...)

We have a yard with tall fescue, and in the last few years it is increasingly being invaded with fine fescue or creeping fescue. It seems to be crowding out the tall fescue and turns the invading grass brown, leaving large, dead areas in the yard.

I think there is something the matter with matter. While matter itself seems to matter, the questions about matter seem to matter more. Is the material world infinite? If not, what is there past it? Do places without matter, matter? Is matter infinitely divisible into smaller pieces of matte…