Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Meditation and Manual Labor

A random (and I do mean random) selection of thoughts that flitted through my head as I push-mowed this morning:
  • I wonder what I should post about this morning.
  • I bet everyone would love to hear about the voices in my head while I mow!
  • I should've put sunscreen on my shoulders.
  • How many insects are being chopped up in the mower blades at this very moment?
  • Too bad you can't eat grass clippings--roughage and protein all in one, if you count the pulverized insects.
  • What should I make for dinner?
  • Stuffed portobello mushrooms. And risotto, but only if I feel like it.
  • Oops. Running over sticks is not so good for the blade, as I recall.
  • Ew. Smelly. (While mowing the dog pen and all the turds hidden in the grass.)
  • Damn, another stick.
  • Is there a flat piece of land anywhere on this damned property?
  • No, no there is not.
  • Jesus, I am so out of shape.
  • Black walnuts are probably not good for the blade either. Perhaps I should have raked first.
  • Were there wild onions in the middle of the lawn last year?
  • I wonder how much the neighbors pay the guy who mows their lawn.

Answer to that last one: too much. Which is why I have a long summer of mowing ahead with only my thoughts for company. God help me.

3 comments:

SaraPMcC said...

Don't eat the grass. And remember to wear sunscreen next time. That's bad for you. And what time were you up mowing exactly?

Krysta said...

That whole little conversation in your head sounds just like mine.

The Barber Bunch said...

Great Post!

Don't tell.... I have voices in my head too! :)

Carolyn