The song of the Lawnmower is heard in the land

After months of unceasing rain, this beautiful weather seems to have affected everyone in our little town in the same way.
The grass has been too wet tomow for so long, and now, finally, it has dried out enough to attack it. Of course, after months of mild wet weather, the lawns are like jungles.

Everywhere you drive there is either a mowed lawn with clippings spread out across the road, or a mowing in progress. Wet tall grass is not an easy lawn to mow, and it isn't pretty once it has been done. But, the hum of the small engine and the smell of clippings is everywhere.

Also, the mud is being attacked with convoys of gravel. The gravel trucks are busy bringing roads and driveways the relief to the mud. As soon as my tractor is off it's island we will get some too and spread it around.