It seems that cycles are everywhere and there's no better time to have a fight with a lwn mower than spring . I'm not a lawn mower I'm a lawn mowers son and i sit here.... yes the penny too a long time to drop but it is now clear that this blog is a celebration of the rites of spring. the clocks went forward on mothers day and that extra hour of sunlight allows the shadow to enter the domestic arena. This is me before and after the big fight.
