Of all the mundane things to blog about you may wonder why I would write about mowing. Well, I happen to love it! There is nothing better than getting out in the fresh air and sunshine, by myself, seeing the dragonflies and butterflies, and birds and smelling the fresh cut lawn. I have mint overflowing some of my flower beds and when I mow up next to them it smells heavenly. Sometimes the iridescent purple martins swoop around me and eat the bugs I kick up. That is the best. I can sometimes feel the wind from their wings, they get so close. Nothing like it. When I am in a really bad mood I mow. I talk to God (sometimes it's more of a rant) and I let the soothing tones of the mower and the scent of the grass and the fact that I can only smile and wave at everyone soothe my soul. I hum or I sing and nobody can hear me except me. The neighbors probably think I'm nuts but I'm not that close to the neighbors anyway. Let them think what they will. By the time I have the whole 2 1/2 acres mowed, I'm better. What do you do that makes you happy?