A month ago, even, I thought this moment would never get here.
The lawn outside the Little Bitty cherished by my dear wife Karen and I in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood had received its first mow of the season.
I did the honors Monday, front and back. I do believe that the cutting start date of May 4 is the latest since we moved in coming up on 11 years ago. The snow that piled up more than 160 inches’ worth this winter season, without a melt from the first of the year until after the official arrival of spring, had everything to do with the late mowing date, figures this armchair agronomist.
I could have pulled the mower out earlier, but the stars aligned for this particular occasion. Good Neighbor Tim offered to sharpen the mower blade for us, and I pushed our pretty red baby over to his workshop Sunday morning, and he brought it back in the afternoon. But I had other commitments, so Monday I changed the oil, filled the gas can, and enjoyed my half-hour of power pushing.
I love the way the front looks with the blooming rhododendron smack in the middle of the hourglass garden and the Robinson flowering crabapple happy in its third spring, full of buds and at the ready to flower a couple of paces away.
This is the week for yard waste recyleables to be picked up from curbside, too, as you can see.
Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle appears pleased that the backyard is cut down for her increased warm-weather wandering, as well. She loves it when Karen gets home from work and my dear wife and I take a few moments to savor life in those red chairs.
I wonder if I’ll get more than seven days between mowings at this start of this season.
Push mow, ride mow or let it grow? If you do your own mowing, how often to you cut your yard, and how long does it take? Would you put concrete or astroturf in instead of a grass lawn if you could, and why or why not?