WTF Iraq: Grassy Patches

As the team settles in, we've begun to explore our new neighborhood. There's one thing I keep noticing that defies explanation: The grassy patch.

This is a yard, culled from stolen land from the empty lot next door or across the street, tended lovingly by young kids who long to play trucks and soccer on the 7-foot-by-foot square of lawn, and often appropriated by dads who just need a little time to themselves at dusk.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present the Grassy Patch.