Prompt picture for Sepia Saturday 591:
"... an unknown lady, striding purposely into the future.
Little does she realise that there is a lawn roller coming up behind her,
ready to flatten all her dreams! Such is life."
The lawn roller here made me go in search of a photo of my paternal grandfather with his lawn mower. I started looking for it in my inherited albums - but ended up finding it in one of my own childhood albums. And it turned out I'm in the photo too! It was taken in 1961, sixty years ago. I'm 6 years old here, and grandpa 57. He grew bald early, and I do remember him in that beret at lot, in casual contexts. I also remember him walking that lawn mower a lot - they had a huge garden!
Alas, a few years after this photo was taken, grandpa got Parkinson's disease, and died at age 65. I think grandma had help from a neighbour with the lawn for number of years. After she moved to a care home, we kept the house as summer cottage, and my parents went back and forth on summer weekends, tending two big gardens (1½ hr drive apart). Thinking back now, they must have spent an awful lot of time lawn mowing! And they too always used manual push mowers back in my childhood. After dad retired (at age 60), they had en extension built to my grandparents' old house and moved to live there permanently, though. They also got an electric lawn mower for that garden - but still one they walked behind rather than rode on.
For my own part, I became allergic to grass pollen from my early teens onward - and never having lived in a house with a garden of my own in my adult life, I doubt there are any more photos of me with a lawn mower to be found! (Such is life.)