How I Know Summer has Arrived

If there is one quintessential way I can know that summer has arrived in the United States, it is by simply hearing a certain machine outside. It happens in every city, and every state. I don't even have to know the date; I can stay cooped up in my home, but by simply hearing the machine I know that the warm weather is finally here.
This is the lawnmower I am talking about. 
Every neighbor has one, and they like to charge it up like they are taking their dog out for a walk. It's loud, it is extremely polluting, but I mean, people have to give a haircut to their lush green lawns, somehow, right?
Being used to this sound, I actually find the "Whoooo-ruuu-ruu" actually comforting. Gives me the feeling that everything is okay in the neighborhood and that the summer season has officially kicked off. 
Of course, living in a country where people are becoming more and more attentive to the dangers of pollution, these lawnmowers eat so much gas. You can mow around 3/4 of an acre with a single gallon of gas which is terrible compared to how "efficient" cars are.
Some have been trying to get people to use push mowers which are blades that just rely on your feet (like a sickle), and so cause no pollution, but according to my observation that hasn't taken off at all. So the gas guzzling lawnmowers stay and so do the green lawns.

Comments