![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() It really smells nice when I mow it down – kind of like the breath of a French chicken – but it is really hard to mow. I wanted to be all ecological and get some exercise and not make a lot of noise and then I hit the mutant Kentucky Fried bluegrass that is going out back, amidst the herb garden of creeping thyme that got up and walked out of the little bed that the previous owner had planted it in and proceeded to dominate the entire backyard. I really do love this place and I wish I’d bought it sooner – but man, this property is hard on lawn mowers. I call it the Freedom 75 plan.ĭon’t get me wrong. Well, actually we don’t really own this house, we are renting it from the bank, on a bet that we can keep up our mortgage payments long enough to actually own the damn place. This is the third or fourth lawn mower that I have been through in the ten years that we have owned this house. ![]() So I went out to my back shed – which is basically just four sheets of corrugated aluminum held together by a roof and some rust and I dragged the old lawn mower out to see if it would work again. All right – so go ahead and sue me, because I couldn’t find a picture of a dust monkey…īut I had today off and I wasn’t scheduled to be at any public appearances and the weatherman had said it was going to be warm and the grass in my backyard was beginning to resemble the Serengeti veldt, so I decided that I was going to mow the lawn. ![]()
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