Mowed the lawn

Now I remember what I like about winter: the lawn does not grow. It's been much warmer than normal (according to the Dayton newspaper, it's the warmest March in 100 years) and the grass decided to grow. Never did I think I'd be mowing (and sweating) in March. Poor Bob was also sweating with the new rototiller in our stair-step garden area. We're getting ready for our vegetable garden. We also have to plant a new grape vine there and find places for a lilac and a burning bush (spring color and autumn color). When we're harvesting grapes, we'll feel a lot better about this, I'm sure. :)