The Cooker Treatment

Yesterday, was hot!  It was also time to mow the lawn.  This summer cold is still sapping energy, but time, tide and long grass wait for no man.  With an assist from my faithful helper, John, I went out to do the job.

Did I mention the day was hot?  Being outside was therapy.  The heat helped my aching muscles and it helped cook those nasty cold bugs.  Okay!  It was a good day.

I love spending time outside.  Perhaps I should say investing instead of spending time outside.  Unlike politicians whose “investments” appear to be pouring currency down the sink, time invested outside has a very positive return.

The dandelion blossoms are mostly gone.  I counted only two in the approximately 5 acres that I mow.  There were two others that were white balls in the seed stage.  They were so dominant just a short while ago.  Now, they have fled.  Makes one think, doesn’t it?

Clover is now in blossom.  So is indian paintbrush and the small yellow flowers that can be found in the same area.  A couple varieties of iris now adorn the flower beds.

After the mowing was complete, I retreated to the comfort of my recliner.  Midnight hopped up to greet me, but soon found his way back to the cooler air at carpet level.  What a smart cat he is.

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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

4 thoughts on “The Cooker Treatment

  1. The heat makes me very sick, like I have the flu. Saps energy. I've always suffered from it, ever since I was a kid. Don't know why it bothers me so. Give me Arctic Circle weather.

    But I am glad for the heat only because it makes you feel better. Hope those nasty bugs were totally fried. 5 acres, yow.

  2. Glad the heat agrees with you. Not so much for me. Got the mower started once and now it won't start again. I've fiddled and fiddled. No cash for fixes. Looks like another year with no lawnmowing here. Sigh.

  3. Animals just know. Dog hugs the floor these days in favor of getting "up" on the couch.

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