And John, in his infinite laziness, had not done anything with his yard for, oh, nine months or so. The grass was up to my chest in places, literally. It was so long that it was nearly impossible to mow, but man did we give his mower a run for its money.
We got it to a reasonable state, and his landlady showed up, and complained that the inside of the house was too messy. Go figure.
John tries to mow a forest.
2 comments:
Gesundheit.
Is this what they call "Making hay while the sun shines?" A nice crop, but that's the wrong tool to harvest it. You need a sharp scythe! The landlady should have been happy about all the nice hay John grew! She could sell it to a local farmer! :)
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