Freshly Mowed
And on the seventh day he rested or so it is claimed. The seventh day must have been Monday or Saturday or quite possibly any day of the week other than Sunday because Sunday is chore day around here. Taking out the trash, doing the weekend dishes and... the lawn. Always on Sunday. Always the lawn.
I scoop the poop (sorry but there's no nicer way to put it but plenty of tasteless ways) and Jamie pushes the electric mower (see also 30 Seconds of Jamie and the Electric Mower). I'm on the lookout for an electric (hopefully cordless) weed whacker so I can do the edges.