Thursday, March 22, 2012

First cut of the grass...in MARCH!?!

So I got home from work yesterday and Adam decided to cut the grass. It needed it, but I can't remember the last time people cut grass in March, at least this time in March (and yes I know we are almost to the last week with April and Easter right around the corner!) He is not the only one to cut it in our neighborhood though. Last weekend, my neighbor to the left cut his (and he is the anal neighbor who cuts it on the reg) and the woman across the street cut hers too (she is the neighbor who is out there with the first flurry of snow shoveling her driveway).

I love the smell of fresh cut grass, would love to have that smell bottled, but is it just me or is it really weird to be doing this in March in PA? We have already hit record temperatures, and everyone is trying to predict how the summer is going to go (as Tiff likes to say, "either its going to be 114 degrees here or Texas will just basically be on fire!") I don't know what I think the summer will be like, but I can say I am a little nervous to find out.

My flowers outside have already started to bloom. Now yes, I understand the first day of spring was this week, but again, I ask, am I the only one who thinks that these things shouldn't be happening yet? I heard on the radio the one morning that the huge blizzard of 1993 (don't quote me on the year...I was not old enough to remember) but it happened last week during that year. Oh how the world has changed.

But I will take the bright sunshine and 80 degree weather any day over a blizzard. I will take the blooming flowers over icicles and fresh cut grass over a snowy driveway in no time. I always said I wanted to live in a climate where winter didn't exist. Well...seems like I got my wish in Pittsburgh, PA!
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1 comment:

  1. Yep, blizzard statement was a fact! My bday party that year turned into an impromptu sleep over because no parents were able to pick up my friends!

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