Who knows how he got that big old thing down our skinny chimney, but here's what Santa has already brought Vann--a brand new Craftsman lawn tractor. It has a roomy, easy-to-use bagging system (which isn't attached in the photo), and four wheels on the blade so it doesn't make scalped places in the lawn, and I don't know what all. (I'm sorry, I don't know a lot about mowers and tractors.) But I know it put a smile on Vann's face, and that put a smile on my face, and Sophie just wants to go for a ride.
Vann spent the afternoon yesterday mowing and mulching. The lawn looks fantastic, even though it's winter brown.
Hope everyone out there in Bloggyville is getting ready for a happy, happy Christmas. Peace.
Oh my! Look at the rear tire on the left side of the photo (you'll need to click on the photo and enlarge it to see). Looks like we've already made a pass over a pile of doggy poo. Guess the mower is thoroughly christened now.
("It wasn't me," says Sophie. "I always go in somebody else's yard.")