I got up Wednesday morning intending to cut what's left of our grass that hasn't been melted or fried in the heat but an hour's worth of wrestling with the growing-more-balky-by-the-moment gasoline-powered lawnmower convinced me it was time for a new gameplan.
I motored to one of the big box hardware stores and purchased a battery-powered lawnmower (I had intended to replace the gas-guzzler with an electric but was hoping to get one more mowing season than I did) and eventually trimmed the lawn and felt frazzled from a day that was all uphill.
Yesterday was all blue skies and high cumulus clouds with just enough breeze to make you smile and my plan for the afternoon was to enjoy it all. and so I sat on our front porch and admired Sigrid's hanging flower baskets and the way the breeze caused them to swing and sway.
It was one of the better Thursdays I've had in recent memory.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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