Summer, ugh.
Is it the heat? The news cycle? The Orwellian setting aspects?
Summer is slaying.
Where is the pause button?
Some time around now, in the past, the grass is dry and not growing: thanks to the showers during the heat relief, the yard has needed mowing every week.
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Generally, my love of mowing prevails. Time to think, no distractions. Exercise with a purpose. Sense of accomplishment and some new ideas.
This summer?Not sure there has ever been so much sweat. Hydration priority.
Maybe just ready for Saturday. Need a lovely summer afternoon nap.
Tomorrow.
Anyone else feel the need for things to slow down?






