On Thursday evening the weather was unseasonably warm. I had an opportunity to spend my time after work on any of a group of fall chores. I chose to mow and pick up the fallen leaves with the bagger on my mower. I added some gas before mowing but not too much as I wanted to run the mower dry so I could put it away for the season. I got right to work. All the basswood leaves were down but not all of the oaks and maples. I filled up my compost bin but kept dumping leaves on top of the already full bin. I finished mowing the lawn parts of the yard so I took the bagger off to mulch the leaves on the paths through the woods. I mowed through the paths mulching leaves so deep the yellow leaves were higher than the deck of the mower. Round and round the yard I went mulching away waiting to hear the sputtering of the mower that indicated I was running low on gas. I mulched down to the street. I mulched along the boulevard. I mulched the driveway. I still had plenty of gas. I mulched over by the rain barrel and kept the mower running as I filled a bucket of water. I mulched with the bucket over to the chicken coop and watered the chickens. I mulched back down the mailbox and got the mail. I mulched by the recycling bin as I read my mail and put most of it into the recycling bin. I mulched through the woods again. I sat in a lawn chair for a few minutes watching the clouds go by while the lawn mower mulched. I mulched down the driveway again and again and again. By now the cars passing had their head lights on. I wondered if this mower was ever going to run out of gas. I regretted putting in so much gas in the first place. I sat for a few minutes. The clouds were turning pink and gray. I mowed down to the mail box again and mowed over some of the dried out day lily leaves. I mowed back to the house. Finally, at 7:15 p.m., after mowing for 2 hours, I gave up. I turned the mower off with gas still in the tank. Darn efficient mowers they make these days! It takes forever to run out of gas!
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