I’ve just picked some lilac from the garden. When we lived in France my neighbour, Philippe, would always bring me a bunch of lilac at this time of year. The lilac is the only thing in bloom at the moment apart from the apple trees that are covered in blossom.
Paul is currently on light duties after hurting his back so yesterday I decided I would mow the grass. It was the first time I have tackled the grass since we moved here and I struggled to control the self-propelled lawn mower, it kept running away with me. Rick wasn’t much help either, dropping his ball in the exact place I was about to cut. I struggled to manoeuvre the mower around the fruit trees and almost tipped it over along the steep bank but I finished the job, in a fashion.
I just hope Paul gets better soon, the garden needs him!
|last year's new border maturing nicely|
Who could resist throwing the ball for that appealing face?ReplyDelete
He can be very demanding.Delete
Is Rick confined to a safe place while you cut the grass? Your new border is looking good, I can't believe how far along things are in your garden. My Bleeding Heart is just beginning to show some life and it's usually the first thing to appear.ReplyDelete
Rick never gets too close to the mower, he just likes to drop his ball in my path to make me stop.Delete
Back problems can be terrible and painful. They take time and rest to heal. You might have to consider a riding lawn tractor and with a cart attached, Rick could have a ride. Your border looks marvelous and you'll be enjoying lots of apples this year. Get well soon Paul.ReplyDelete
Paul is not a very patient patient! He thought it was all going to get better within a couple of days. I think I need to tie him down.Delete
I hope there were "L" plates on the mower. From the sound of it you need driving lessons Sue. Good job you didn't slice a couple of toes off.ReplyDelete
It's okay, I was wearing my steel capped boots.Delete
I'm wondering what our extensive lawns are like in France. We did instruct a gardener to mow, but we hear that nothing has been done. Maybe he'll wait a bit longer and cut it for hay!ReplyDelete
We always returned to a meadow each year. The tractor mower coped with it very well though and it was quickly transformed into a 'lawn'.Delete
I miss the muguet.ReplyDelete
Me too - a very French thing.Delete
It's all looking great and the border is coming along nicely.ReplyDelete
I love this time of year when everything is bursting into leaf.Delete
My Mother always said that it was unlucky to bring lilac into the house....for that reason I have refrained from cutting some from next door that hangs over. However, I have just looked it up, and it is white lilac that is the most unlucky so I might just pick some of the purple!ReplyDelete
I have never mowed a lawn in my life and don't intend to start now! Well done you.....but you are probably 20 yrs my junior!
Phew, I was getting worried for a moment. Luckily ours is purple too. I love a freshly mown lawn so needs must.ReplyDelete
Poor Paul - I hope he takes it easy so that his back will heal.ReplyDelete
I admire you for having a go and cutting the lawn. Thankfully most of the garden here is just gravel or tile, so no lawns to cut. They are not very practical with the intense heat we get during the summer months.
When we lived in the UK, I occasionally cut the lawn with the Flymo. Our Labrador, Sultan, would rush round the garden barking like mad, then start attacking the mower - there were a lovely set of teeth marks on the front!
Our old Airedale, Daisy, used to do that, attacking the front wheels of the electric mower. Fortunately Rick is a bit more wary and keeps his distance.Delete