Mowing

The Rapture

 The grass is cut. We had to borrow a lawn mower, as we consistently break lawn mowers in the thankless task of trying to keep the verdant land under control. Yesterday, when the borrowed one broke down, Gary was forced to once again try to fix our original mower...which he somehow did. Then, he realized that the borrowed mower simply needed a spark plug. So today, at one point, there was a symphony of two lawn mowers and a weed wacker all humming and whining louder than the 12 beehives.....

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The bees take off after their queen