As a kid on Hudson Street in Wyoming I remember those neighbors who not only felt the need to edge their sidewalks, but were determined to only edge them once in a life time.
They’d
get out their edging shovels a cut two Erie Canals on either side of the walkway.
This posed a great danger to those of us who were told
never to ride our bikes in the street.
We’d peddle
our way down the walk to a friend’s house, always in a big rush of course, and
always totally oblivious to magnetism those gullies had on our bicycle tires; and
like lemmings to the sea in they’d go, and up over the handle bars we’d go.
Now you’d
think at least fifty percent of the time we’d land in the soft grass; no that
was never to be, on to the concrete, yes that was our lot in life; on to the
abrasive surface. It was there where we would understand the struggle between
soft tissue meeting poured cement. And though we’d cheer for our soft tissue
(though some thought we were crying) hoping against hope that it would be
victorious, we never did put the band aids on any sidewalk bleeders.
So, as
you contemplate the sidewalk manicure let us consider the wee ones in our neighborhoods.
The gas powered or electric edgers do a nice job of cutting away the grass that
would want to grow over the walks without creating your own version of the urban
Grand Canyons.
Yes you
may need to do it more often but teenage and middle age beachgoers will appreciate
your efforts as they stroll down by the water’s edge proudly sporting their unblemished
knees.
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