Back in '77 when we moved into the homestead, one of the first purchases I made was a lawn mower. The area was big but certainly not overwhelming. In about an hour the deed was done. Each year I expanded my mowing. Flower gardens, a small baseball field, a stone wall here and there were added to the yard and of course meant my cutting expertise was to be tested. Finally, I broke done and bought a riding mower. The wear and tear on my legs was over but the expanding of what was to be mowed increased. It became an evil plan. The faster accomplishment of my task at hand only meant what area of our property do I expand next. It became known as the 'summer project'. Just last week, Elenka joked, "so what's the project?; what's the plan?" I think she was kidding me. Right? Anyway, it looks like our lawn to mow has just about run its course. It would be something though, if I ever had to tackle the roofline of this house in disrepair. Hahaha! I better not laugh though. We do have 10 acres.