Tomorrow is the first day of spring. I've always loved spring. Flowers and trees coming to life after a hard cold winter. The daffodils are blooming in my back yard, and the Red Bud tree is starting to bud.
This will be a different spring for us. My husband had hip replacement surgery in January and can't cut the yard until June. He loves yard work. He takes pride in keeping our grass cut and everything looking nice.
On the other hand, I don't like cutting the grass. At all. I find it boring.
My youngest son was home for spring break and cut the yard for the first time since fall. (Thank you Scott!)
So last night was the first time I had to cut it.
Unfortunately, Tim was piddling in the yard while I was cutting. This meant he was able to point out spots I missed because the sun was in my eyes. Our yard in not a perfect rectangle, and we have a few weird spots I couldn't figure out the best way to cut either. So I can see this is going to be a challenging spring. Me cutting the grass, and Tim being happy about how I cut it.
I've already learned my first lesson though.
Cut it while he's not home.