grass

Keyword: grass

My dad decided to mow the grass today. Well, it needed it, but he decided to do it during the hottest part of the day. I went out to tell him to be careful and not overdo it and I kind of felt like I was being his mother. I’m surprised he didn’t tell me that, but I worry about him. The yard looks good though. I love the look of a freshly cut lawn. Well, I actually love the smell of a freshly cut lawn. My senses love it, but my allergies hate it. I spent a lot of time outdoors today, so when I wake up tomorrow, I will probably not be able to talk or even breathe. When I was a kid, I used to like kicking off my shoes and walking around the yard after the grass was cut. Now I can’t do that for fear that I’ll step in dog doo. There’s nothing quite like smooshing dog crap between your toes. Been there. Done that. Took photos. Canceled the next trip.