Cutting Grass — When You Probably Shouldn’t
Wednesday gave us one of those days that feels like a little gift. Sunshine. Proper sunshine. The sort that makes you stand there with a mug of tea looking at the garden thinking, “Right… today might be the day.” Of course, the problem is what came before it. Rain. Plenty of it. The weekend did a very thorough job of soaking absolutely everything. Lawns squelching, borders sticky, and that tell-tale shine on the grass that says you’re going to regret this . But I’d been itching. You know that feeling. You walk past the garden ten times a day and every time the grass looks just a bit more untidy. Not wild — just messy enough to bother you. Winter growth is slow, but it still grows, and when it does it always seems to do it at the wrong time. I held off as long as I could. Then Wednesday arrived. Sun out. Air still. Ground… well… still wet. Very wet. But sometimes you just have to take a chance. Gardening isn’t about perfect timing — it’s about opportunity. So I did the deed....
