For the past three years I have watched each weekend as a neighborhood teenage boy, tethered to a pushmower, walks up and down the street, presumably in search of mowing jobs. His head is hung low and his tennis shoes are a permanent shade of kelly green. Seeing him for the first time signals the start of summer to me. This year he added a weed eater. Summer is officially on.
And I got a pedicure. . . bring on the sunshine.
Monday, April 28, 2008
It's offically summer
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heehee. Funnily enough it's a chilly, cloud 54 degrees at 11:30am here.
I admire his entrepreneurial spirit.
Love the color on your toes! Have a great vacation!
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