Days of Grass

Days of Grass
violets and dandelions

It was Saturday, the First of May. Sun and blue sky and green leaves.

May 1 is a day sacred in ancient times, the day half way between the spring equinox and the summer solstice. It is a day of celebration.

And it seemed many people had the same idea. It was grass-cutting day!

Wake to the roaring of the power mowers and the buzz of electric trimmers. Up and down the streets, the push mowers sounding like rain.

It was a warm and breezy day. A good day for hanging out laundry. People were out riding bicycles. A couple drove by in a red convertible.

The push mower remembers the grass, the clover, the violets and the dandelions. And I remember, too.

In the spring breeze, the perfume of lilacs and lily-of-the-valley. The smell of fresh-cut grass. These are the days of grass—and dandelions, cheerful in the sun.

And here’s a post about dandelions.

Filed under: history, nature, poetry, seasons, weather

Tags: grass

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  • This is lovely -- the sort of thing I'll turn back to on rainier days. Thank you very much.

  • In reply to Margaret H. Laing:

    I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Thank you.

  • A vivid vernal vignette.

  • In reply to Aquinas wired:

    Veritably!

  • BTW. WG, lilies of the valley may be fragrant, but they do tend to take over wherever you put them.

  • Thanks for stopping by, AW. Yes, lily-of-the-valley do spread easily. They make a lovely ground cover, too.

  • What think is more significant is that all weather reports started with that the averages were reset at the end of the decade, and normal is now 1.5 degrees higher, precip is 1.5 inches higher, and snow is about 6 inches higher. MS can contemplate the meaning of "normal."

  • Yes! Thank you, Jack. The new climate averages are here. Yes, I am working on a post about it.

  • Back to the topic, I see that the rose bushes I had planted last year have started to leaf. Also, the retention area looked strange, but it was awash with crab apple flower petals.

  • What a rain of white blossoms, this year!
    How exciting to see the new leaves. I hope the rose bushes bloom for you, Jack.

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