Dandelion Wine was the story that taught me that sci-fi didn't need space ships or robots to deliver its essential explorations of humans and their relationship

Dandelion Wine was the story that taught me that sci-fi didn't need space ships or robots to deliver its essential explorations of humans and their relationships with technology. I must have read it 15 years ago, but I still remember the wistful dialogs about the smell of grass clippings in the summer and the roar of lawnmowers, gone forever in a world whose only sci-fi tech was grass that never needed mowing.