This morning I finished mowing the lawn.
I’d started it last Friday. I got it half done when I hit something buried in the grass. A rock? Who knows. It bent one of the mower blades so badly it started digging up the lawn.
Yesterday, Don came down and looked at it. He took the old blades off. They were pretty much disintegrated.
“How’d you cut any grass with those?” he asked.
He put new blades on.
The mower worked alright. It cut the grass. But the left blade cuts a half inch shorter than the right blade.
So the lawn looks like I’ve cut crop circles in it.
I sent Don a picture of crop circles with a note:
“Thanks! The lawn looks better than ever now.”