No, I’m not talking about an old high school girlfriend, a forgotten box of gourmet chocolates, a favorite book, or even a trusty pair of awesome green jeans (that I would still look GREAT in, by the way). No, I’m talking about my lawn mower. I just mowed my lawn for the first time since May. And I’m surprised how much I have missed it.
Now I know what you’re thinking: how did I manage to not mow my lawn for four months without my home owner’s association (“HOA”) burning me at the stake? Well, due to my strange moving/living circumstances this summer, no HOA. No lawn, actually. So I’ve had my Saturdays all to myself, to relax by the pool, read, nap, play golf. It’s been pretty amazing…
Of course I’m kidding. My Saturdays don’t go anything like that. Lawn or no, it’s always something, and it’s rarely relaxing. But I had no idea I was actually missing the mow.
What have I missed exactly? Well, it’s irrefutably manly, for one thing, and I have felt something lacking in that area lately. And this helped: hands on, sweaty, dirty man stuff. Plus, the green shoes go perfectly with green denim.
And I love the way a mowed lawn looks. It’s one of those things, kind of like a haircut. You never realize how bad you needed it until it’s done. Every time I get my hair cut I’m like “man, I look A LOT better. Why did I wait so long?” Same for the lawn. Uniform, clean, and green.
Like the smell.
Like seeing my neighbors and waving at people as they jog/bike/drive by. A man mowing his lawn is fundamentally trustworthy, responsible, stable, and apparently friendly looking. People can’t stop waving. Makes me smile.
The main thing, though, is the thinking. I can think so well and so clearly when I mow the lawn; I have never found its parallel. Maybe it’s the white noise of the mower, the fresh air. Maybe it’s the fact that it requires just enough focus that most of your body and immediate attention is occupied, but your mind is free to wander and ponder and roam free. Some of my best ideas have come while mowing. Can’t complain about that.
I’m not sorry I missed those super sweaty, humid, mid-summer mowing months. No. I’ll probably have just 3 or 4 more sessions, and then I’ll pack it in until spring. I should get some good thinking in in that time.
What I need to do is find a mowing-type thinking experience to get me through those long, cold, boring winter months. Any ideas?