The Curse of the Sloped Lawn

An exploration of Pittsburgh's trickiest turf

There’s a tiny patch of lawn in our backyard, maybe six feet by seven feet. We use it as patio-overflow when we have friends over and our dog lounges there on sunny days. It’s all that’s left of the massive lawn that surrounded our entire house when we moved in. Instead of turf, there’s now miniature prairies and patches of woodland and rock gardens.

We…