After recent rains and some gorgeous spring weather with sunny days and temperatures hitting 25C, the grass was beginning to grow a little long. So, after riding the 6.5 km (4 miles) home on my bike, I got out the mower, filled the tank with 4-stroke petrol and ran it over our estate. It took a little longer than usual because the grass was thick in places, but I must have finished the job in perhaps 40 minutes. Feeling pleased with myself, I parked the mower in the garage and headed inside for a drink.
I hadn't been inside long when the sky clouded over and suddenly spots of rain appeared amidst ominous peals of thunder. Then all hell let loose. The rain pelted down and the drops began to take the form of hail. The lightening became forked instead of the usual sheet variety and the claps of thunder were deafening. Lake Kenalmac, named after our street, emerged from puddles of water and some of Dot's lovely flowers began to be shredded. Some 25 mm of rain must have fallen since the storms started and it seems we must have been under the centre of the storm cells - several crossed in succession over about 3 hours.
So, my mowing was exquisitely timed and all I have left to do is to tidy up the borders and finish some weeding. That might have to wait a few days, as rain is forecast until the weekend.
AS
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