Mr Blue sky

We woke to a gorgeous blue sky, it really does put a spring in your step. The plan for the day was get the lawn and slope mowed, and if I had time I would prune some roses. I had treated myself to a new pair of secateurs so wanted to give them a go. Good job I enjoy pruning as there are quite a few roses to get around.

Brian took on the slope whilst I chose the lawn. To both our amazement the petrol mower started first time, so he soon had remembered all the little tricks he’d learnt last year and was making good progress on mowing the slope. There was one thing though that was to slow him down, I had said he was not to mow over the daffodils. Sharon and I planted them one cold icy January afternoon a few years back after returning from a dog walk. I remember the ground being solid, but somehow we managed to make some holes in the claggy cold earth to plant them, mum had bought me a huge bag of bulbs, I’m not sure they’ve all taken, but pleased to now see some of them springing into colour.

The lawn was definitely a much easier task, although I had the cowslips and tulips to avoid.