I just found out the lawn guy is in the ER, I hope he is Okay!

Another Treasure Letter Poem from TJ aka Wooden Thomas circa 2007 and time traveling around the grass.

Missing Time for Mowing

Yes the nights are getting longer, sun goes down early and there is less time for lawn mowing.

Self discovery is one of the greatest known consciousnesses in life, cooking, story telling, lawn mowing, these are all very important skills and to know and discover oneself through these skills is joy it’s self!

You work for North American University? Wow, tell me about the grass there, is it getting very tall?
Is the grass burning out from the hot sun?

I appreciate the compost bin you and your gal pal have been working on, compost bins can consist of grass clipping too if I’m not mistaken.

I think Regina Spector is very talented and wonderfully beautiful, I can imagine what kind of lawn mower she must use, a push mower, maybe blue.
I think she probably mows her own lawn

Regina Spector, what do you think?
I don’t think she would hire someone else to do it, (unless she was/is on tour, which I’m sure she is most of the time) no, she’s too down to EARTH.

I am so happy that you are happy, in a beautiful town, so beautiful it looks really good on Google EARTH.

Make sure you and Leslie take turns taking pix of one another doing regular yard work at all times, for it is fun to do yard work together.

If’n your brain is feelin like fried cheese then I would like to take a big bite out of it.

And I’d like to thank you for letting all of us every where take a big bite out of your brain with this letter.

I too love to sit in the woods for hours. I think that when people do yoga out side it is very relaxing, sometimes the grass get too high and so before doing relaxing yoga, it is important to mow the lawn.


PEACE AND LOVE TO YOU MISS VANIDENI!!!!!!!!XXXOOOXXXOOOOXXOO!

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I must reach out to the infamous Wooden TJ – I believe I can find him in New Jersey somewhere.

In the meantime, some beautiful Regina Spektor music . . . 

 

June 5, 2024
Hudson Valley, NY

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