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Jun. 7th, 2003 02:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ambitious_wench"I have learned to love the fallow way--when winter draws the valley down, and freezes all the little brooks, and still the river in their storm..."
"The Fallow Way", Judy Collins
Winters in New England seem to stretch on forever. Interminable--cold and brittle and bitter as regrets in solitary old age. But then spring hits, and as Terry Pratchett once said, the sap rises in one urgent peristaltic thump. Warm spring rain turns the lawn into a savanah, a prairie of waving seed-heads and the reflective blossoms of yellow buttercups and radiant dandelions.
I have my lawnmower back from the shop--a throttle replaced, and it runs well now. Now to get a day when I can use it ! If only it would stop raining on weekends.
"The Fallow Way", Judy Collins
Winters in New England seem to stretch on forever. Interminable--cold and brittle and bitter as regrets in solitary old age. But then spring hits, and as Terry Pratchett once said, the sap rises in one urgent peristaltic thump. Warm spring rain turns the lawn into a savanah, a prairie of waving seed-heads and the reflective blossoms of yellow buttercups and radiant dandelions.
I have my lawnmower back from the shop--a throttle replaced, and it runs well now. Now to get a day when I can use it ! If only it would stop raining on weekends.