There’s nothing like an obsession that’s been satisfied. Yesterday was sunny and bright after two days of dark and dreary and lo and behold, the grass was actually tall enough for the first mowing.
Ain’t life just grand though?
And so it was that I happily tossed the gas can into the back of my old Jeep Cherokee and down to the local gas station I went where I was met with the first minor shock of the day. Gas was now $3.60 a gallon for regular. Oh well, it’s not like I haven’t been reading about it on the news.
Second minor shock of the day–it cost me an even $9.00 to fill up a 2.5 gallon gas can. Well hell, why not? With oil reaching $121.00 a barrel as of yesterday morning I was lucky to get it that cheap I figure so I can’t complain too much especially when it won’t do any good anyway.
So off home I go, filled up the tank on our old self propelled push mower (wish my cane was as easy to use as this thing) and around our lawns I go, happy as a raven at the site of fresh road kill. The mower even started on the first pull no less.
So 45 minutes later, with a screaming back but a blissful smile on my face I rolled the mower back into the garage glancing joyfully at the almost* beautiful, nicely trimmed carpet of green grass (*there was still some areas where the rough winter had taken it’s toll and there were rather large patches of brown here and there). Since I was still mobile enough and against all common sense I then decided to haul out our ancient wheel barrel and commence to emptying all the bags of last fall’s leaves that we had thrown up against the side of the foundation on the windy side of the house and dumped over the bank in the same place I dump the grass clippings-something of a Vermont tradition you might say. The fact that it actually provides a good insulation factor is another point in it’s favor.
Another thirty minutes and I had finished this chore as well which was a good thing indeed since by then my busted back was not only screaming but filing for divorce as well. Since this morning, my back and I have reached an accord and it’s withdrawn it’s divorce filing from the local court so all’s well there.
It’s supposed to rain for the next couple of days which ought to make the grass grow nicely once mower…I mean more.
Man! I just can’t stand the wait!
Don’t you love the look of freshly cut grass
Yea it’s raining here all day so I’m sure it’s heading your way. Thursday is our grass cutting day, not sure it will get done or not if this rain doesn’t let up. MI needs the rain though, had almost zero in April!
Take it easy with that back Kirk, don’t want to see you laid up for the next week. Ok now I’m done giving you unsolicited advice.
Hi Elaine:
I apologize all over the place for missing you like this. My head has been somewhere else lately and if I ever find out where that is, I’m going to give it a right good talking to!
Yes, I do love the smell of fresh cut grass. In fact I’m absolutely obsessed with mowing the yard. I’ll have to get help for that. And the rain never did make it. It didn’t make it this week either so far. Perhaps we’ll just keep pushing it ahead of us as the days go by.