Slavic Tendencies

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“What a day for a mow.”

Donald Grabowski looked out the bedroom window at his dew-laden lawn. The morning sun was a perfect golden disk in the clear blue skies. Don readily admitted he didn’t have the best lawn on the block, much less the neighborhood. The landscaping was fine, more or less. The grass had splotches of dead zones where life stubbornly refused to grow. Crabgrass remained a perennial menace, impossible to eradicate…