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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Summer (the season) (07/09/09)

TITLE: Summer Love
By Eileen Knowles


It never fails, every Spring I begin thinking about my summer love. All winter, I longingly wait for the opportunity to see my love once again. The day finally arrives and I carefully pick out something to wear for our first rendezvous of the season. I give my husband a quick kiss goodbye and step outside. I walk with enthusiastic steps to the shed. I throw open the doors and there it sits; my summer loveÖthe push mower.

I didnít mow my first lawn until I was thirty years old. I grew up in Southern Arizona where yards consisted of dirt, cactus gardens and sometimes creatively placed rocks. Summers came and went and those rocks never grew any taller. I soon discovered when I moved to North Carolina, that grass grew much faster than Arizona rocks.

I remember my first push mowing experience well.

My husband, Roger, was born and raised in Georgia and knew a little bit about cutting grass. Ten years my senior, Roger had been practicing his grass cutting skills for just about as long as I had been alive. He carefully showed me how to fill the machine with gas, check the oil and turn it on. Then he pushed the mower the entire length of the lawn, turned around and mowed another long, perfectly straight strip. He certainly was a pro. Once the demonstration was over, he quickly handed the task over to me so that I could practice. That was seven years ago. I have enthusiastically been push mowing the lawn ever since.

Every year, as the summer comes to an end, it seems the question inevitably comes up.

Maybe we should move up to the faster, more convenient riding lawnmower?

So far, we have yet to do it. Seven years later, and a small part of me still feels as if I havenít earned the reward of the riding lawn mower; The Limo Of All Lawnmowers. Maybe next year, I tell myself.

It occurred to me the other day, as I was mowing my lawn, that there are seasons in my Christian walk where I have had a tendency to fall back into that same inaccurate thinking that, just like the riding lawnmower, some how I have to earn my Heavenly Fatherís love too. I am so thankful that Christís love for me is not seasonal. His Word assures me that ďhe is the same yesterday, and today, and forever.Ē (Heb 13:8 NIV)

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Laura Manley07/16/09
This was a delightful read! I was surprised, however, when the husband put gas in the mower and checked the oil. When I think of a "push" mower, I think of just that - one where you do just that - push with no power whatsoever. I do believe there are people who do enjoy the mowing of lawn, the tending of gardens, etc. I say "good for them!" It keeps the body from failing. Good story! Blessings, Laura
diana kay07/18/09
Ho Ho Ho! or Mow Mow Mow! I loved this little peice and I swear you must be the only person to fall in love with a mower and mowing the lawn! such an original take on the idea and of course summer IS when the mowers come out. Oh the smell of fresh mown grass I nearly wrote about that myself but I wasnt doing the mowing. Well done and gets my vote for a prize place!
Jim McWhinnie 07/21/09
Please, my address is 200 Main Street. You may mow my yard anytime you so desire.

Such a charming piece. I will read this lovely glimpse of your joy, again.

I enjoyed a certain natural innocence present in your writer's voice.

Well done.
Karlene Jacobsen07/21/09
I was so sad the day I handed the lawn mowing duty to my eldest son. Now my third child is asking, "Mom, when will you teach me to mow the lawn." I'm counting the years when I'll have my mower back. LOL

This was fun. You hit a funny chord in me when you talked of your summer love and kissing your husband and leaving for your first seasonal meeting. I was surprised (pleasantly) your love was in the shed. heehee
Seema Bagai 07/21/09
Your humor and creativity shine in this piece. Great job.
Jackie Wilson07/21/09
Oh, that we all could feel that way about mowing the grass! Good writing, entertaining, and a message, too!