Guilting (Or Waking)The Neigbours

The tiny bit of rain we had a week or so ago turned the dirt of the front yard in to a jungle. Thomas loved it, channeling his inner tiger he could stalk through the blades or find a sunny spot on the edge and pretend he was king of the world.

This morning I decided enough was enough and got out about 10.00 to mow the lawns. No edging or weeding but they looked 100% better by the time I was done. A quick shower then we all trundled off to The Coat for a late morning coffee.

When we got back the neighbours either side had mown their lawns too. What power I wield in this neighbourhood.

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