Easter and the First Cut

Always anxiously looking for rites of passage into maturity, my adventurous youngest wanted to use the electric mower for the first time. Despite the just-finished rain, I'd boxed myself into a half-given promise; and her enthusiasm permitted no denial.

A few close shaves with the electric wire, and then the job was done. The hunt for a bag full of chocolate may soon be forgotten. But not this first cut.