Tru,
That is exactly what I did yesterday. I looked at the stuff that already needs mowing again and said the devil with it. I drove the replica down to Anderson, around to Emerson's, and then over to a friend of mine that lives on the river. The temperature was 94 and it was humid as all get out. My arms are sun burned and peeling like you wouldn't believe. And by the time I got home and out of that car, I was so wet with sweat I heard it spit as it dripped on the hot exhaust pipe while I was getting out. But I am not going to mow any more today either.
Ron
