First Cut—a Rite of Spring

Memoir: Me & Mower

    After the beautiful, clear day we had for the total eclipse last Monday, the rest of the week was rainy. Steady, slow rain. The kind that soaks the soil until it can’t take anymore. By Thursday I was sure we were very close to that time when the soil itself turns into a thick, spreading ooze swiftly heading south.

    The grass should have been cut f…