<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Home on Rahman Syed</title><link>https://rahmansyed.com/categories/home.html</link><description>Recent content in Home on Rahman Syed</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://rahmansyed.com/categories/home/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Lawn Journal Powered by GenAI and Git</title><link>https://rahmansyed.com/posts/lawn-journal-genai.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://rahmansyed.com/posts/lawn-journal-genai.html</guid><description>&lt;p>Ten years ago my new family and I moved from apartments into a single family rental. While most would be excited about having more space, I was excited about having my own backyard to take care of.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&lt;img src="https://rahmansyed.com/images/posts/lawn-journal-genai/01-lawn.jpeg" alt="My lawn in the spring">&lt;br>
&lt;em>Fig 01. The outcome&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>The habit must have originated with a childhood taking care of my grandfather&amp;rsquo;s lawn whenever we&amp;rsquo;d visit him in suburban Detroit. My siblings, cousins, and I did a lot of watering, mowing and cleaning up weeds. We were equal parts annoyed having to do work, happy to please him, and having a blast being outside in the Michigan summers.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>