A haiku:
Lawn mower grumbles
Over grasses tall and green
Summer work's sweet scent.
I love yard work. I know that it's hot and sweaty, but I always feel as though the satisfaction of it outweighs the sheer work of it. There's a comfort in feeling like in some small way, I have a bit of control of the world around me. Nature would happily take over my lawn with an entire forest of oak trees that have sprouted in nearly every inch the yard. The other reward of moving is the fantastic smell of fresh cut grass!
Brian Baz Brannigan
2023-06-19 19:28:00 +0000 UTC