The First Cut

At last, the weather has changed from a cold and dismal winter to Spring like conditions. Only a week ago temperatures struggled up to 4C during the day. But now the sun is out and we are up to the dizzy heights of 14C. So on Monday, it was great to get out in the garden at last. Still chilly in the morning, despite the sun, so it was after lunch that I started on the lawns.

The electric lawn rake came into it's own again, as what started as a localised run over the areas of moss that I could see, became a rake over the whole lawns, front and back. Hence the odd bare patch. And there were barrow loads to collect. After a week or so of dry weather, the top surface of the lawn was fairly dry, so it did not cut up too much when I started with the mower for it's first cut of the year. Not the latest ever first mow, but certainly the latest for a couple of years.

And what a difference it made. With the blooming crocuses in the sunshine, the transformation from the garden's sorry state was miraculous. However, the daffodils have still not flowered, although their buds have been there for weeks. But all daffodils are very late this year, hardly any at the roadside.