You couldn't ask for a better day than this Labor Day. The temperature is heavenly, a tad below eighty with a soft breeze. After coffee and the paper, Wally and I mowed and trimmed the lawn. Wally pushes a hand mower and I follow up where he missed. Good exercise, ever since we went through the last gallon of gas for the power mower and never bothered to fill it up again, instead got out the quite usable push mower and we have been mowing with it ever since.
Friends are coming over later, a Labor Day barbecue is in order I think, and some good ole' blue collar beer drinking. Beer, barbecue and friends go well together on this Blue Collar Man's holiday.
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