Today, I mowed for the first time this year. Technically, it’s not even spring (according to the calendar). I don’t think I’ve ever mowed before I’ve actually turned my sprinklers back on.
This weather has been weird.
Scorching hot summer, burned my awesome grass (well, that and a fungus). Crazy-warm winter, only a couple days with snow. And, now spring is here, before it’s actually spring. What’s going on?
I think I need a meterologist to intervene. Or, a psychiatrist to just tell me I’m crazy.
I love spring. I love mowing. Please let it be spring the rest of the year.