The race was on. I could see the rain moving over the top of Green Peak, so I pushed the 9 year old Cub Cadet riding mower for all she was worth. I had the two big but easy sections of lawn done, had 2/3 of the 2 smaller and fairly easy sections done, but still had the small but complicated section to go and the raindrops were starting to slap me in the face. In the end, I ended up soaked but the lawns got done just as the worst of it hit.
Spring has sprung in the Pacific Northwest