The New Do

You might recall this recent pic of the one-eyed boy.

He sported a brand new look when he came over on Sunday to help with the outdoor chores.

Doncha luv it? We also love his help in the garden. 

We took him out to mow the back easement. Look at the tall grass behind us. That's not our property behind us, but for almost 20 years, it has been left to me to tend to most of the easement. Unfortunately, I am not in a tending sort of disposition this summer, so I asked JJ to help.

He's really grown this summer, but you can't necessarily tell when he's standing next to me, as above . However he's surpassed both Danica and Sue. He's in his 15th year (ie he's 14), which is the year that I grew a lot. Maybe that is the prime year for most boys. I know that I started that year as probably one of the smaller kids in my all-boys class but was probably one of the taller guys when the next school year began. I’m not sure of my exact height then, maybe close to 6’ with probably a couple of more inches to grow. (I ended up close to 6’2”.)

He's slim, and so I begin to visualize my young self all of those 60 years ago. Our two 14-year-old selves are somewhat similar facially as well. This was not altogether noticeable with his previous coif, but we can see it now. I swear that those eyes and facial structure could be me. Not the hair though; I never had a nice do like that. In fact, I was probably trying to do a bit of a Elvis look at that time but my recalcitrant hair was obstinately defiant.

Right after his cut: quite a change but he loves it. We all do.

A few more snaps of Jonathan being our helper on Sunday.

Hosing off the mower after the job

Weed picking

He's been a great aide this summer when I can't do the weeding and when Sue shouldn’t either.