It's an area I don't generally mow, bordering the lake and adjacent to a parish road. I hoped the daffodils would provide a pleasing splash of color. I was right.
I didn't notice them till last week, when a buddy and I were fishing in the lake. It was pleasing to have flowers on the bank between us and the road.
I was reminded of the poem by Wordsworth.
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Before many more days, probably sometime this week, I will have to start mowing grass in this part of Louisiana. The daffodils are safe from my mower. I have some red spider lillies planted there, but don't expect them to flower for another year.
It's almost springtime in Louisiana.
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My fiance and I spent half of the day Sunday mowing & weedeating 1.5 acres. I'm sure that's going to soon be a 1 time per 2 week ordeal soon.
Naw, Nick. Once every 10 days.
If you are a true gentleman, you will start the lawnmower for her.
That shouldn't be too tough, just turn the key. The mowing is easy, just ride the damn thing and sip on beer. The weedeating is a different story with the deep, steep ditch and thick crap that grows out there in the country.
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