Thursday, August 21, 2008


Mowing the grass

My dad loved mowing.
And his sidewalk and driveway were
always cleared of snow edge to edge
even if that meant shoveling several times a day.

He didn’t do this out of a sense of obligation
or to show up the neighbors
or because he was obsessively neat.


He found pleasure in a simple task well done.

Splitting firewood
Tuning an engine
Harvesting strawberries just before the peak of ripeness
Mowing the grass


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