I was going to mow the lawn today.
The grass is still relatively short, but there are foot-high weeds all over the place.
I shuffled through the grass coming back from getting the newspaper out of the tube at the end of the driveway this morning and noted my shoes were wet with dew. I decided to let the dew dry before attacking the lawn with the mower.
The next thing I knew, the stifling heat was upon us. As I write this in late afternoon, the temperature is still 95 and the heat index is 106, down a degree from an hour ago.
Even with the luxury of a riding mower, I’m not remotely interested in sweating a couple of gallons just to have a tidy lawn. I noticed my neighbors are exercising good judgment in that regard as well.
Maybe tomorrow…
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Love the graphic!
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