Gone Green

I went GREEN today. 90% of our lawn hasn't yet. We have a "rare" type of grass that spends eight months of the year dead as hell. Snowy brown. Our neighbors tell us by July it'll resurrect. I don't think Leah will wait that long. Re-sodding is definitely in our future. I actually don't mind it that much. It's kind of comical. Don't get me wrong. It's ugly Betty. But while neighbors have been firing up their lawn eaters I haven't had to. Which brings me to this morning. I went to the Lowes to buy a gas can and oil (both burned up in the fire). But while there the Task Force caught my eye. I wish I could say that I bought this man-powered, gas-abstaining grasscutter for environmental reasons. I'd like to honestly say I'm doing my part to save seals. But really, I just liked the idea of being the only guy in the neighborhood/circle of friends who mows his lawn the old fashioned way. Pathetic I know. Regardless, the thought of that beautifully-simple turbine of spinning blades swept me off my feet. So I brought TF home and made sweet sweet lawncare love with today's updated version of the original mistress of grass clipping. Who knows how it'll be when I have more than a small patch to mow, but today was fanciful. I felt an ancestral comradery that I imagine Civil War reenactors feel when they're running around dodging imaginary cannonballs. I felt Ulysses S. Grant smiling down on me. Or was that Al Gore? Either way I felt a beard.