This is the third home I’ve owned/lived in. In the past, the yards on both of those homes plus the house where I grew up in had nearly all flat surfaces. A slight rise here and there, but for the most part, flat. But this hill on my back yard, small though it is, is pretty damn steep. Knowing what a pain it is to cut makes it easy for me to put off mowing it. But eventually, you gotta do what you gotta do (it’s not as if I can afford to pay someone to do it for me). Despite my dread of this task and the soggy conclusion, at least I finished the whole thing before the storm hit.