In the cool of this morning I mowed the last corner of yesterdays lawnwork here at the house. I'm an old hand now at watching weeds and vines try to edge their way in, and largely sympathetic, though I do have to keep a neat yard just so we can get to the cars. The robins love the new cut grass and hunt behind the mower. They are nearly domesticated in town- about as wild as chickens, standing around waiting me to strip off the grass.
It's a job that never ends. I mow the house in town, then load up the mower and head for the lake. I mow the lake yard and burn limbs and twigs, then cycle back to town.
It's one of those unending useless activities that never gets done. I feel like a monkey that has been handed a coconut. I can't get in but I can't put it down either.
So I cut strips while the robins wait and try and meditate on the mind of God. I hope he's mindful of his idiot servants.
2 comments:
God is happy - he plays with you.
He takes great pictures and writes well! :)
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