Green Acres

The other day I mowed the lawn in the back yard. I haven't lived in a house with a lawn since I was in high school, so it was not something I've done in a long while. My wife, a native New Yorker, was so taken with the novelty of the spectacle that she began to take pictures of me, often putting her toes at risk of removal as she crouched in front of the advancing mower to get a good shot. Sadly, she erased all the pictures from the digital camera because they didn't come out well (or so she says). We'll be sure to document the process better next time.