A trickle of sweat runs down my spine as I snap the last wet shirt and pin it to the loaded clothesline. My sunglasses help dull the blinding blue brilliance of the cloudless sky. Stretching my aching arms, I savor the summer scented breeze. Sun warmed grass between my toes, fresh laundry on the line…this is the perfect day. This is a picnic day. I see a pitcher of sweet tea, a basket of food and a good book in my future.
Then I see my nemesis. A black stare leaves me cold. The one that reminds me of our impending showdown. The one that requires me to wear socks and shoes. On my perfect picnic day. I glare back, defiant. I will win this battle.
And then I will enjoy the sweet scent of freshly mowed grass with my perfect picnic. It smells like victory.
The pic is mine. This is dedicated to the Decepticon that lives in my carport and makes me battle it to get the lawn mowed every week. And because I'd rather mow the lawn then shovel the driveway again.
first paragraph: This is such a lovely thought that it caused me to weep a bit. Really.
ReplyDelete2nd: I EFFING HATE TO MOW!!
LOL I have that kind of relationship with our snowblower. I finally decided to ignore it and let the man man-handle the damn thing.
ReplyDelete*sigh* I miss my cute little snowblower
LOL, I love to go to the Lake District for a picnic and keep meaning to do so, as soon as the weather improves I will do.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the piece to remind us of sunnier weather. (Incidently I had to do the mowing for my Mum and Dad and hated going up and down that treacherous slope.
I miss summer all of a sudden!
ReplyDeleteI also love the smell of clothes that have been on the line drying outside.
Very nice piece - great description!
The moer really does seem to have a menacing stare. What can it know of "perfect picnic days?"
ReplyDeleteNice little victory here.
Are you missing the sunshine, Laura? :) Lovely little slice-of-life here.
ReplyDeleteAww, I'll mow for you. You just have to grill for me in return.
ReplyDeleteI do actually like to mow...it's the only tim
ReplyDeletee I don't hear kids asking for one thing or another. Shoveling does suck and I can still hear them, plus they have ammo. All around, I'm with you bring on spring!
Aw this was really beautiful. Even the description of the lawnmower took such care!
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