Push This

I had big plans yesterday. I only worked for half a day, and I was so excited to spend my afternoon sorting NYC pictures and posting wonderful blog entries. Before I started my lovely afternoon, I decided to 'quickly' mow the lawn, which has not been mowed since the snow melted. I decided to do this with a push mower.
A little background on the push mower. I grew up in an environmentally friendly household. We composted, belonged to a food co-op, ate organic foods and grew our own veggies. My mom was a Master Composter and toured around town giving lectures on how to compost correctly. At one such lecture, my mom was approached by the local television station and they asked her if she could demonstrate how to use a push mower for a show they were putting together on living green. I guess they assumed that because she was an environmental crusader, she would probably be a big fan of the push mower. My mom agreed and a few weeks later, she dug out our rusty old push mower, slapped a big grin on her face and push mowed her little heart out for local television audiences. The push mower never saw the light of day again...and let me tell you why. Mowing your lawn manually is awful...period. Especially when it is about three feet high and resembles a thriving, lush meadow. My afternoon...three hours of it to be exact, was spent mowing. When I finished, exhaustion set in and my poor little blog was neglected.*Note: The chickens were witness to the push mower debacle. They really did not seem sympathetic, in fact, if I didn't know better, I would say they were laughing at me, in a way only chickens can.