The front and back lawns are mowed, and all the leaves that had fallen on it are now shredded and ready to be raked up. (In the tropics, we do have to mow the lawn at this time of year. Had it not been raining Christmas Day, I might have been outside mowing then.) I tried raking before I mowed, but the grass was so long and tangled that I was making next to no progress, so I gave up and got out the mower. The grass and shredded leaves will be more difficult to rake up neatly now, but the leaves will also rot more quickly because the mowing broke their waxy cuticles, which allows bacteria better access.
The other benefit of this is that L and I didn’t have a squabble because M is being whiny today, and that’s driving me to the wall, so I took my exasperation out on the yard. The grass and the lawn mower don’t care whether I’m angry.
