A Good Year for the Outlaw

The way winter went, Diane and I started to wonder if we’d ever see our big new Kewanee lawn again. Man, that was a lot of snow. Almost Minnesota-like, I must say.

But last week’s warm rain and temps turned the grass green, and I got to mow yesterday! I love to mow! I want to be the Michelangelo of Mowing! I like to make designs…circular, checkerboard, diagonal, whatever pops into my head…when I’m out pushing the 3.8 HP Briggs and Stratton paintbrush on wheels. Yep, mowing is an art.

I’d also like to thank Juneau, the Malamute, my personal fertilization device. Man, he’s good. Our grass is greener, meaner and leaner…not to mention longer…than anyone else’s in the neighborhood, thanks to the furry sprinker we have. I’m thinking of loaning him out to the neighbors.

“Hi, can Juneau come over and pee?”

“Not a prob, be right there…c’mon, buddy, let’s go for a walk, neighbors need ya to do your thing.”