Mother Nature finally smiled kindly on our yard. The grass that was brown and looked beyond repair got a pretty healthy drink of rain and had a little growth spurt. In spots. Still, that means yard work around here. I’ve never lived in an apartment or anyplace at all without a yard that had to be mowed. I can’t imagine it really. The yard doesn’t look fabulous or lush right now — but it sure beats not having one to enjoy. In my opinion only of course.
Ben mentioned that Coco was afraid of anything of the small engine type. I’m pretty sure that was just an excuse to get out of mowing.
