Looky There

Did You See it?

On Monday the sun made its glorious debut---and by “debut” I mean that it came out from behind the clouds long enough that I could get my shoes on before the sky succumbed to gray again. Ah, but Monday! Monday was a day chocked full of sunshine. Everywhere I went the birds were singing, the lawnmowers were humming and people were smiling.

Another good reason to put off mowing....

I know all this because on Monday, instead of staying home and playing outside like any reasonable person would, I chose to use THE ONE SUNNY DAY this week to go “Out Town” and take care of chores. SIGH. It was a nice day for a drive, at least.

This time of year it’s such a struggle, trying to find sufficient time to get the grass mowed. The grass is happily celebrating the snow’s retreat and is growing double time, rain or shine. But on those days when the rain takes a break and the sun shows its face, I don’t think there is anything better than mowing the grass, picking up sticks from the lawn---wait---first you should pick up the sticks, THEN you should mow the grass. On the page, as in real life, I tend to get a head of myself.

I know that there are some readers out there with perfect recall who are now scratching their heads and saying “Mowing the grass is the Best Thing Ever? I thought it was  ‘Is there anything better than cleaning up winter debris and then getting to set it on fire? Except maybe getting to poke the resulting fire with a stick?”’

True! I did say that. But like most of my opinions, I change my mind frequently, and right now I’m thinking it would be glorious to ride around on my lawnmower, taking occasional breaks to go poke at my winter debris--- properly permitted---with a stick.

Best. Thing. Ever.