Cutting it long


Furtively seeking ways to be non destructive even with this extent of neglect, I naively started  with the scythe but very soon went for the garden tractor and began cutting on the longest settings around the edges where I remembered the grass paths to be.

More than once, the cutter blades  ground noisily on paving stones concealed by dense growth bringing my partner into the garden with an unhappy look on his face. Worried about the health of his poor machine, he stroked the engine lid with almost a tear in his eye and took over the driving for a while.