"...LIKE A WEEDEATER WITH BRAND NEW TWINE..."

Spent the better part of the weekend chasing the almighty greenbacks. After many hours, shifted the focus to the greenblades out back.Mowed that lawn. Way overdue. A battle. Man against earth.Things came to a head today. Little Gary was getting lost back there, and goddammit, something had to be done.01. Mowed it once, diagonally. Had to go real slow, as, healthier sections were a good foot high.02. Edged the front sidewalks.03. Weed-wacked all fiesty nooks and crannies.04. Mowed the back one more time, with a perpendicular plan of attack.05. Gave everything a good raking.06. Picked up the piles.07. Gave the sidewalks out front a good sweep.08. Nursed wounds.09. Introduced Gary to the "new-n'-improved" backyard.10. Felt good about being a landowner, on American soil.We prevailed, barely.(Many thanks to Nuñez for the use of his mower and weedwacker.)- - - -