It is nice to come home and not have to mow a second lawn.
Of course there are always some things that haven't gotten done, like the grass on the edge of our bank.
I have always tried to keep it knocked down when I trimmed with the weed eater.
This week the grass back there had gotten to the point that something needed doing and using a weed eater to do it would have been the hard way to solve the problem.
I got out my trusty weed whip which was my primary tool for clearing hiking trails. I found my flat file and sharpened the weed whip to the point that could you could take the head off a snake with a flick of the wrist.
According to the time stamps on the photos, it took me less than fifteen minutes to cut what I needed to cut on my slope.
I didn't use any gasoline. I was actually going to have to do a double dip on gasoline since my two-cycle can was empty and getting the weed eater going would have required a gas burning trip to the gas station.
With the weed whip, I made almost no noise.
I also got a little exercise, worked up a sweat and had the pleasure of using the right tool for the job.
The grass was actually a little too long for normal weed eating anyway.
Bluegrass, since it has very fine stalk, is a little harder to cut than the annual rye grass that I had used for cover for our former bamboo forest, but it wasn't too bad.
I couldn't help but remember how our cows would pick through hay to munch on some of the fine stuff. There was truly some gourmet cow food made from what I cut on our bank.
The grass on the trimmed bank is now well down the slope. It's too bad the bank is so steep, I was just getting in the rhythm of it. It might not be as neat, but at least I enjoyed what I was doing. I can't often say that for the times when I am using a weed eater.
I can still remember when I was farming in the horse drawn world of New Brunswick in the mid-seventies that some older farmers would use a scythe to cut any standing hay left after the tractors and their PTO powered mowers had finished cutting the fields.
I bet using a scythe is almost a lost art.