A Happy Ole Cowboy on Stauffer
Mowing season is Dennis’ favorite time. I must say the acreage always looks very manicured. As far as I am concerned the fuel that the mower takes is money well spent. Happy cowboy, happy Stauffer Avenue.
Dennis just couldn’t hold off any longer. The riding lawnmower was whispering in his ear and he followed the call. Did the grass need to be cut? No, it needed to be trimmed, as some grass was very long and some was not so long. The end result was that the acreage looks wonderful.
I couldn’t very well sit on my hands while Dennis was toiling. I retrieved the clipper and the lopper and tended to some of the branches on the shrubs. It actually was perfect timing, as those branches that hit Dennis shoulder height got clipped or chopped off. Just a bit of trimming to encourage new growth.
With it being the third weekend of April, it could end up being a long season of mowing, only if we get some measurable rain. So far, we may have had three fourths of an inch since the snow melt. It was not enough rain to wash off the dust that remained on the grass from the last of the melting snow. Both of us commented on how gritty we felt from the day. We decided on fried eggs and toast and then hit the showers.