Who knew that our trusty old lawnmower
would bite the dust this past week? Who knew
that the mower would break down with only
half the lawn done? Who knew that the man
with the three small rescue dogs would pass
by our house at that precise moment? My husband
and I had just had a conversation about hiring a
service to mow our lawn. Most of our neighbors
mow their own lawns. But not all of them. The
problem being, it was not the right day to
ask those neighbors whose lawns are mowed on
other days of the week. But not all of them!
I asked the three-dog-man if he used a service.
Negative, but there was a service around the
corner who was finishing up. As he drove by,
we flagged him down with our request.
We knew our mower was on its last legs so
to speak. Last Fall the wheels had been repaired,
but my husband was told there was not much
life left in our trusty mower. Enter a teacher
and a “teaching moment!” After asking the
teacher who was mowing lawns in the summer
months if he had time to finish our lawn, it turns
out he had time for us. Long story short, he
is a history teacher who just happened to have a
classroom next door to our neighbor, also a history
teacher at the same middle school. He can assist us
through August only which is fine. We’ll deal with
finding another service to pick up the slack. With
many stores closed and parts difficult to come by,
it simply makes sense to have someone mow for
us. This was a fortuitous chain of events indeed!