The last mowing (?)

You never know exactly what's going to happen. Was today the last mowing of the year, or will there come another warm-up and a final chance to mulch leaves into the earth?

At any rate, last week was our first (of two) leaf collection days. I raked what leaves we had on the ground out to the curb. I had today off work, so I raked the new batch out, lowered the mower second-to-last notch (as low as I dare go), and gave the lawn what I hope is the final mowing of the year.

Something tells me the temperature may warm yet again before thanksgiving, and if it does it will provide a nice opportunity to mow over the handful of leaves still clinging to branches today. If not, then it's time to swap the mower out for the snowblower. 

And, as I write this, I wonder... why? I mean, I used to blog about every single time I mowed the lawn. Someone actually looked me up - back in the day - in a google search for "the mowing pastor." So why do I do this? Why do I write about mowing? Who do I think cares and why on earth would it matter???

I do not know. But I felt like I needed to put something here. I've failed to post anything about my 60th birthday, or my 5th marathon, or the weekend in Indianapolis... and so much more. ... ...   

So, I mowed the lawn today. I guess I also replaced three light switches and a wall outlet (swapping white for tan). Yay.