It was another sunny, warm day and I could get used to this. But it’s New England, so I know better.
The morning was spent organizing the five dance costumes for dress
rehearsal tonight. Parts for each costume had been gathered in 2.5-gallon
zipper bags which were jammed into two tote bags because one just wasn’t large
enough. One skirt filled one big tote. A couple dancers had packed their costumes in suitcases, which might be the best approach, except
for the part where I don’t think I have one the right size.
The grass was in the general zone of approaching shaggy and needing a mow. It could have
waited another day or two, but I decided to get it over with. The back yard was
shady at 2:00 this afternoon and the mowing went quickly, as far as I could go
with the 50-foot extension cord.
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I felt bad mowing the clover patch in the back yard and
tried to mow around it but the effect was shabby and quite awful and it ended up
being mowed. The front yard had no such concerns. By the time I finished mowing, I was drenched in sweat and my face was bright
red, a color which lingered even after a refreshing shower and a couple hours had passed. There was no
point going full-face makeup for rehearsal because I would never get it right over the redness.
There will definitely be no lawn mowing for me next Tuesday, but once the show
is done, it’s open season on the outdoor adventures. It might be time to make some plans, which would actually be wicked smaaht.

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