Mother's Day

An incredibly beautiful day. It was 80 degrees with very little wind and we got a good portion of the pond cleaned up. Bill mowed the top of the berm and the low areas approaching the pond while I put a new floor in his grandson's bedroom. I finished with that around 6 PM, then trimmed the berm with the weedeater until dark. This is the way it should work every time, but Bill doesn't generally feel well enough to mow and he won't let me use his riding mower. He thinks that I will speed around recklessly and tear it up. Well, I am almost his age, a much better driver, and so cautious that I won't even speed read, so he's wrong but that doesn't change his mind.