Kind Acts

Once mowing the lawn begins it continues until the last leaf is mulched in the fall. Yesterday I was mowing. The front yard has a lot of shade so I was waiting for early evening before sprucing up the back. We had grilled burger and salad with my daughter and the grandkids and were enjoying our time together. After dinner I decided to finish the yard. I was going to let Russ and Elisabeth visit and relax. 

When I was about 1/3rd of the way through, Russ came out to finish for me. To be kind. Which he is. Five minutes later he ran over a charred log in the yard and blew the engine. 

Throughout the day I had noticed the wood and kept forgetting to move it to the burn pile. While mowing, I know that I would have kicked it aside.

 Russ, however, thought it was a pile of charcoal dust and plowed on through. So, today, we purchased a new mower and he's almost forgiven himself, but not quite. 

Hey, it happens. If life's too short to dance with ugly men, it's definitely too short to sorrow over dead mowing machines.