The thought of yard work is akin to a colonoscopy, but at least I can put off a colonoscopy. A lawn needs attention, and the signs of life are getting too unmistakable to ignore much longer. I've never understood people who tell me they find yard work relaxing. Despite my standing invitation for them to relax at my house anytime, I've had no takers yet.
I’ve got good news and bad news. The bad is that I finally did have to cut the grass; the good is that my 1989 mower started right up, as if anxious to begin its silver anniversary year. When I was all done, I have to grudgingly admit the lawn looked good. Though it was […]