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Saturday, April 07, 2007 A Tribute to Dad - Mowing Season Begins Again


There's a ritual I go through every spring. I open the shed, pull out the lawn mower, say a few prayers to dad, and then fire it up. Sometimes, like today, it takes a lot of prayers, a lot of priming, and a lot of pulls before the motor fires. But, fire it does, and then I mow. This year, as I pushed the lawn mower around in 30 degree weather (the lawn was still lush and green and in need of mowing in spite of our recent cold spell), I figure dad was up there, looking down on me, and laughing at his daughter who so very much hated the push mower mowing her lawn in 30 degree weather.
Dad ran a lawn service for as long as I can remember. When my age was measured in single digits, I remember pushing the lawn mower around trees, flower beds, wherever he needed trimming so he could use the riding lawn mower for his clients. Eventually, I graduated to the riding mower, though I never lost my dislike of pine trees and push mowers.
Dad's been gone a few springs now, but each year, it's the same. I look up to the sky, say some prayers, and know he's looking down at me, mowing the lawn. And knowing dad, he's probably laughing.
For those of Christian faith, Easter holds a special meaning. I want to wish everyone a happy holiday regardless of what, if anything, you celebrate. And if you're somewhere where it's warm, enjoy the warmth, and then send some of it in my direction.

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