Secateurs at the ready. Off I go. This is the annual maintenance on the grasses. I cut them back every spring. And I always marvel at how many I have planted over the years. And end up being appalled by the quantity.
Cutting back takes time. Especially on a steep slope. But every year get a bit easier as the grasses put on a bit more girth and I can prop my boots against them to gain a bit of purchase on the slope.
I had a supervisor. In fact there aren’t many shots where you wont see a small furry grey creature. He positioned himself about six feet away from me all day. But as I moved about and gradually made my way along the steep pool bank, Artur had to move as well.
And for once I didn’t need to move it far away to put it to good use.
I am heavily mulching the strip of bank in front of the wall (and the pool). It’s going to take me a few months to sow enough new eragrostis grasses to fill in the gap left behind from the wildflowers which grew here.
So I’m hoping that a thick mulch will deter weeds and prepare the soil for the summer planting.
And here I needed to weed as well as cut back. The pool bank has settled down somewhat from its incarnation as a bank of brambles.
So I was slow.
And I was tiring. At least the lawn bank is not as steep. So I was able to actually sit down and cut a few grasses before I had to move on.
By 5pm I knew I had to down tools and collect more logs for the fire. So I can’t show you a finished lawn bank. But I’m three quarters of the way there. So that’s good progress for my first day back.