Abigail & I went to Laurelville today to visit my brother's new property. He was mowing swaths of land for paths and such with a mower he's "trying out". He told me the story about how he was looking on craigslist for a mower and ended up running into a scammer from another country when he replied to an ad. The light of the story, though, was that he was introduced to a brand of mowers he'd never heard of (nor I, and I can't remember the name now), and he seemed very happy with its performance. He looked happy up there on his hill.
On our way home we stopped at a local apple stop & bought a 1/2 peck of apples and a gallon of cider. Little things like that bring random bits of joy into a home. I am officially ready for fall.