Foggy and wet outside this morning; not a good morning to lay in the grass. It is good that it is wet because I laid sod yesterday and the moisture will help it survive (hopefully).
I feel good mentally and physically. Today I will relax and read my book; it is about a man that tattoos butterflies on the backs of the women he kidnapped; when they are 21 years old he pins them in his butterfly museum. I am about to find out his fate as I am about finished with the book ("The Butterfly Garden" by Dot Hutchison).
Tomorrow I start on the ruts again since every time I travel over them mowing they hurt me.
Tomorrow I start on the ruts again since every time I travel over them mowing they hurt me.
I roll over this with the lawn tractor and cart to push it down and flatten it a little.
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