The Ceremonial Bringing Out of the Blower

Lloyd Christmas Watches as I Play With My Blower













(No hamsters were hurt, injured, or tested upon in mean and evil ways during in the making of this blog!)

Nothing signifies nor celebrates the arrival of summer more than the bringing out of the Toro Leaf, Dirt, Rock, and Dead Rose Heads Blower. It is a proud moment, one which I experience early every warm season with great pride and hilarity. Usually the blower is hidden somewhere in the hinterland of my garage, behind some garbage bags filled with old clothes or perhaps behind some dead computer. It can even be found behind my freezer which now acts like a shelf for the carpet that never made it into bedroom number three, the Christmas ornaments, and the chainsaw. But this year was different. In a stroke of genius, I decided last fall during the Ceremonial Taking Back of the Blower to leave it on the patio to see if it could survive the torrents of a Seattle winter. And alas, it did. But I'm getting ahead of myself. My blower has been sitting on the patio all winter and every time I looked out upon it, I would wonder with great concern if it had the strength to make it through the Rain Festival called Winter without rusting or blowing a gasket. And like I said, it did. I will insert a picture here __________ when I find my digital camera which is also hiding somewhere beneath something. It is a little dirty (the blower that is). The front blower thingie did fall off when I began my blow, but it snapped back on real nicely. And away I went. (Since blogspot won't let me add paragraphs today for some dumb reason, you're going to have to read all of this in block form. Sorry.) Anyway, I began my seasonal blowing to rid my patio or every dead maple leaf and every piece of dirt that has fallen or blown in since September. It was exhilarating, really. That was amplified only by the fact that today is my last day of work for a while and although I am not allowed to wear shoes without socks, I'm living dangerously today and going for sockless sandals. It's amazing how empowering a blower can be, but now that my patio is clean and my life is on track, I'm feeling very exhilarated. Next I'm going to clean out the hall closet. Stay tuned.