we are having a mowing war and so far I’m holding my own

May 20, 2019

Always living in the country, mowing wasn’t such a big deal. On a rare occasion we might hit it more than once in a week’s time, but that didn’t happen very often. It’s different when you live in a neighborhood.

A doctor lives across the street from me and his yard is huge and pretty amazing. A crew rolls up with trucks pulling multiple mowers on trailers. They converge on his yard and landscaping in a flurry and when they pull away there’s not a blade of grass out of place. My puppies think it’s a wonderful show…

dogs watching the neighbor mow

The house immediately to my south is mowed by one guy hired by the owner that doesn’t even live there. He mows often and he’s particular — moving diagonally so it looks pretty. The owner of the house to my north mows his own yard and would likely be labeled the slacker instead of me.

I started mowing today the second the good doctor’s crew arrived to do his. I’ll betcha the slacker’s wife will be on him to mow tomorrow — and the other neighbor will be calling her guy to mow again, as well.

I’d mow every day just to watch the frantic whirl of sweating people cutting grass to a specific height if I didn’t like the slacker guy so much.