It helps when you can make yourself laugh, part 4:

This morning, I headed out back to cut the lawn, which had grown leggier in the past rainy week.

I finished in about an hour, just as the sun hit a hot high noon.

I came into the kitchen, where our daughter was heating up Chinese leftovers.

With a satisfied sigh I said:

"The mow is lawned."

Perhaps I should start wearing a hat out there.

Sun-dappled lawn with maple.