READY, SET, MOW!

Sun plus rain, rain and more rain. Which means it’s time to mow the lawn!

I’m one of those sick people who likes to cut the grass. I always have. As a kid, once I took over the job from my brother, I made it my own. It was serious business. The care of the lawn was in my hands. It was my chance to have some influence in the house. To make a difference. To show that, I, the youngest of the family, was responsible. I could not only be trusted with this task, but I’d be the best at it. (Or maybe I was just a lonely kid with nothing better to do and this was something to focus my energy on.)

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