How Do I Know That She Loves Me?

Our lawn is comprised of weeds, in an infinite mix of varieties …

When it rains, each variety of weed grows at its own rate … The result is an uneven and unkempt mess…

This evening, I mowed them all to a common height. Nothing can be done to accommodate the differing textures and various hews of green …

I did learn, however, that my wife loves me … for some time later she surveyed my work and said, “the lawn looks good.”

Thank you, dear …