Well, it's begun. I just got done mowing my yard for the first time of the year. Notice I said "yard", and not "lawn" or "grass", as either of the later would imply that something besides dandelions and their broadleaf buddies grow on my property. I know I should be happy as the first mow sort of signals the arrival of summer (I have to admit the sun did feel pretty good out there) and, to my complete amazement, the mower started right up, so this time was ok. Problem is I know I'm gonna have to do it again and again.
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- Yep. I have raked the yard. Played pickup sticks. Shoved the broken pavement crumbles off the lawn and back into the street (damn those snow plows). Spread the granulated stuff on the yard. Every year I do the same, and water when it gets dry. And every year the bare spots get bigger. Astroturf, hell. I'm going with green concrete.
Post a Comment- Behold the second sign of summer on Longford Ave: Ant Invasion. Happened yesterday. Do they wait for me to mow?