shrine to the prophet of americana

So I’d been trying to clean up the tree waste in the yard with a plastic leaf rake, which got caught in the undergrowth and...

So I’d been trying to clean up the tree waste in the yard with a plastic leaf rake, which got caught in the undergrowth and broke in half. I took that as a sign that even the grass needed some attention after the lot was left to seed - it’s patchy, with a bunch of detritus and moss in there - so when I was going to replace it I got a dethatching rake.

Man, it is really satisfying to like, “comb” a section of yard and come back with these huge piles of dead and yellow grass, leaving the target area looking both a little beat up but more verdant.

Anyway yesterday I met up with some people at 7 to take care of something and had the chance to hang out and play pinball afterwards which I usually jump at but blew it off to get back to the house and do some more raking before it got dark, since waste pickup is Thursday mornings.

As I was riding my motorcycle back I realized “Holy shit, I’m going to make hay while the sun shines.”