At 9 pm this warm September evening, as I was putting Starbeans to bed, I heard the sound of a lawn-mower start up.
Apparently, the guy across the street has no qualms with mowing the grass in the window-lit light of a dark night. I chuckled with amusement as the smell of freshly-cut grass wafted in through our bedroom window. It will be interesting to see what it looks like tomorrow morning!
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