And It Begins

I awoke  this morning to the jarring sound of multiple machines going at the same time . Not recognizing this loud piercing noise , I glanced out my bedroom window . An entire team of leaf blowers , lawn mowers and seed sowers   were assembled right below my bedroom window taking care of our lawn . 

And it begins .

For the rest of the morning and early afternoon , that sound echoed inside my head , as they went from one home to another . I grimaced , not only with pain , but with memories of summers past and the lack of sleep they have caused . 

And it begins .

There is nothing worse than working all night , getting off work at 6:30 a.m. and trying to lay down to sleep and  . . . . the symphony arrives to mow every single home in the neighborhood ! Oh , the sleep I have lost because of them . 

And it begins . 

This morning my heart sank remembering those old days . The headaches that would last all day . The tossing and turning of a restless sleep . Do they have to come so early in the morning ? 

And it begins . 

You can always tell that summer is coming . The girls that come out way ahead of their time , smoking on a cold April day . Suddenly , watermelon sits front and center at the fruit markets . Saturday mornings , people working in their yards . . . . mowing their lawns . 

And so it begins . 

Have a Blessed day everyone.