Thursday, January 12, 2006

Cutting Through The Rye

The string of north central Florida days just past have been nothing short of lovely. The thermometer will edge into the high seventies today. The snowbirds must be loving it. By snowbirds I mean the folks with Ontario Canada license plates that frequent our interstates during this time of year.

I had to mow the lawn at Clog House Est. 1935. The winter rye seed I spread just before Thanksgiving came in thick and bright green and proceeded to grow a good 6 inches. Mowing the lawn in midwinter seems an odd activity everywhere but in the Snowbird state. I'm in no way fanatical about cutting the grass but I must say I do like the look of a freshly mowed greensward.

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