got a lot of my work crap handled early and went out for the last mow of the season (I hope). Nice day for it, overcast and chilly, the hum of the ancient briggs 16 dragging me along behind it, shortening the grass.  When I win the lottery one of the first things I’ll do is opena little landscape business so I can mow and mow. I loves to mow me some lawn. Part of it is the killing of the blades of grass, part of it is imposing my will on the landscape, part of it is driving the old Power King around, but to me, the best part of all is no other anything. No music, no phone, no fax, no email. When I’m on that tractor it could just as well be 1962.

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