365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Job Done
Day 192: What one job does the Crow despise more than any other? What does she try to postpone until it becomes imperative? What would create in her a desire to lay asphalt or to take a flame thrower to Mother Nature's beauty? There's a hint in this picture, a pretty big one. Have you got it yet? Look at the nice squared-off ends on all those grass blades. Yeah, I mowed. And because it was the first mow of the year (and hopefully only one of four or five), I am celebrating the completion of the job with the only beerish thing I ever drink: Moose Drool brown ale.
Before you get the wrong idea, a six-pack of Moose Drool generally sees me through a year. I couldn't remember how many I had left from last year's purchase, so I bought more this morning. When I put it away, I discovered I still had three in the fridge. I suppose it goes without saying that I'm not a big fan of beer, but Moose Drool goes down smoothly, and a whole bottle is guaranteed to set my eyes off on a stroll across the bridge of my nose to see what's on the other side. One thing's for sure...they won't find any of those yellow lawn daisies now!
Labels:
ale,
brown ale,
lawn,
Moose Drool,
yard work
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