A very quick blog post this morning to show you
a) Our front "lawn". (Or a small part of it anyway in the photos below). I've not mown it for weeks now - so it's a foot high mass of cats' ears, self heal, clover and birds foot trefoil (amongst others). It's kept deliberately unlike every other closely-mown lawn on the street (at least the bits of the street I've looked at) and as such its THICK with pollinators (you can actually hear them from yards away, so numerous are they). I'm pretty sure the neighbours look at our front "lawn" with horror, not realising this is quite deliberate and I look at theirs and think "biologically sterile".
b) Our back lawn. Complete with one of the pesky tree-rats cleaning and sharpening its teeth on a cigar-shaped bit of wood, watched closely by a cat who is of course, errr.... hiding behind one of my golf clubs.