Was going through old journals and cherry picked a few entries from over the years to share…
4/27/2017 Nashville
It’s a big yard and the grass grows fast, because it rains all the damn time. I like that though, I practically live for the thunderstorms. But after a few months of living here, the grass is crotch high and the already high volume of bugs seems buggier than usual.
The other day I noticed a lawnmower, sitting by the shed. I decided I would mow the lawn. I tried to turn it on, tried to pull the string that makes it go, and it made a loud sound for a moment before sputtering and dying. Luckily, there was a gas can, right there, with what seemed like gasoline inside of it! I twisted off the yellow cap that said GAS and poured it in until it overflowed and I was covered with it. Never mind though, I would mow the lawn then shower with a beer- an ice cold Heineken in a bottle, like in the movies.
This time, when I pulled the string, it started with a jump and I was rolling. I rolled…
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