The snow melted and it warmed up enough on Saturday to mow the lawn one last time. You know you've waited too long when you need mitts like these to mow the grass. (BTW, if you aren't from the Iron Range in Minnesota you might not know these are what one properly calls "choppers". I don't know why they are called choppers, I just know that is what they call them. Mine are hand-made from Moose hide by a guy in Ely.)
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