Red Mosquito

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:mowing's great if you have a riding mower

I could never mow with you. What a boring take.

i'd end up doing 80% of it minimum

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:mowing's great if you have a riding mower

I could never mow with you. What a boring take.

i'd end up doing 80% of it minimum

Yeah because you'd be faster. But mowing isn't just about speed and efficiency.

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:mowing's great if you have a riding mower

I could never mow with you. What a boring take.

i'd end up doing 80% of it minimum

Yeah because you'd be faster. But mowing isn't just about speed and efficiency.

It’s also about sweating?

JuanHamm wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:mowing's great if you have a riding mower

I could never mow with you. What a boring take.

i'd end up doing 80% of it minimum

Yeah because you'd be faster. But mowing isn't just about speed and efficiency.

It’s also about sweating?

It's about getting a little exercise on a lazy Sunday. The fresh air. The smell of the grass. The feeling of accomplishment that comes with doing something yourself.

dad wrote:

JuanHamm wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:mowing's great if you have a riding mower

I could never mow with you. What a boring take.

i'd end up doing 80% of it minimum

Yeah because you'd be faster. But mowing isn't just about speed and efficiency.

It’s also about sweating?

It's about getting a little exercise on a lazy Sunday. The fresh air. The smell of the grass. The feeling of accomplishment that comes with doing something yourself.

maybe he doesn't like to sweat.

JuanHamm wrote:

dad wrote:

JuanHamm wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:

washing machine wrote:

spike wrote:mowing's great if you have a riding mower

I could never mow with you. What a boring take.

i'd end up doing 80% of it minimum

Yeah because you'd be faster. But mowing isn't just about speed and efficiency.

It’s also about sweating?

It's about getting a little exercise on a lazy Sunday. The fresh air. The smell of the grass. The feeling of accomplishment that comes with doing something yourself.

maybe he doesn't like to sweat.

Poor Laura

washing machine wrote:Mowing fact: a half gallon jug full of water from the tap just tastes better after a hard mow.

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

spike wrote:JFC you’re supposed to drink a cold beer after a mow.

dad wrote:

spike wrote:JFC you’re supposed to drink a cold beer after a mow.

not sure it's recommended if you're sweating.

dad wrote:

spike wrote:JFC you’re supposed to drink a cold beer after a mow.

not sure it's recommended if you're sweating.