I'd been putting off mowing the Craig's lawn for too long. I had my share of excuses, including that each town in France has restrictions on when you can mow that vary by day of the week. The general rule is not too early, not too late, not around lunch time (which explains why our neighbor who has an even bigger yard than ours had to mow in a morning and afternoon shift), and not on Sunday. The alpine meadow look had started to grow on us, but as much as Summer insisted, I wasn't able to leave the flowers and only cut the grass.
