The smell of fresh cut grass...a sure sign the gardening season is here. The perfume fragrance of all the flowers will soon embrace the gentle breeze, but for now the smell of the freshly cut grass reminds me of ice cubes melting in a big glass of lemonade, sitting in the shade after a long day of weeding, oh the small pleasures of gardeners are so simple and pure. One word comes to mind...contentment!
Why are husbands like lawn mowers?
They are difficult to get started, emit foul smells, and don't work half the time.- Author Unknown
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