*grumble-grumble-gripe-complain*

Been raining too much. (Yeh, flood warnings, but I don’t much care there. Can’t do anything about it, so. . .) EVERY time I have had a chance to mow (dried out enough). . . more rain. ended up with much of the lawn 10” high. Today? Brief window, giving Master Curmudgeon Emeritus, Bovine Scatology University, an opportunity to go off on mower ergonomics. Front yard: relatively small (~1/6 acre, IOW, pretty darned small), so gas push mower (because height is beyond what my very comfortable to use reel mower can manage). NATURALLY, the handle CANNOT be positioned at a comfortable level for use, so decades-long gripes from my back, knees (especially worst one), ankle and hip are all screaming at me to use a rider for such a small patch. Nope. Not with that hill on the north side, bubba. (Ways around the problem involve trespass. *heh*)

Oh, well. On break, now. I hope it doesn’t sttart raining before I get this wee patch finished.