The sun came out later and I snapped a picture. Nothing too gorgeous yet. The dogwood has yet to bloom, but the greenness is lovely. And I still get excited over a clean and neat lawn.
"We used to think...when I was an unsifted girl...that words were weak and cheap. Now I don't know of anything so mighty." -Emily Dickinson
Sunday, April 10, 2022
First mow...
10 April 2022: First mow of the season today. It was cloudy and cold, but the grass--tall, so green, lush--itself made it clear: spring is here. Though I was stressed about taking the time to get it done before it got out of control--and it's been so rainy that this was the first chance, it felt good to be out there pushing the mower. There's so much on my mind these days but tasks like these--that just demand your attention but also give you time to pause and think--are welcome.
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