Life, Interrupted

The "Fertile Frond" interrupts the Sterile Frond

Yesterday’s puzzler: Interrupted Fern. The one from yesterday was just beginning to uncoil.

I have a few more fern images from this spring that I will post, even though we were out of town when the neighbor’s fern meadow was at its peak.

The order of the day, however, is not fertile fronds but fecund fescue: the grass is growing like there’s no tomorrow, as it always does until the hot-dry of June comes along and tames it.

We have given up the notion that our 1981 Honda mower can give us anything more, and replaced it with another (heavier, more complicated, more safety-burdened, and far more expensive.) This should be our last mower, the final installment in a 40-year run of small-engine love-hate relationships.

This one has a grass bag, and already, we’ve gathered close to 100 pounds of great clippings that will mulch the edges of the garden and offer abundant “greens” to the compost pile. It should be steaming nicely on these cool mornings. Having something to show for it other than an obsessively-manicured and otherwise unproductive lawn, heck, I might even see the point to mowing the grass!

Last reminder about Land’s Sake this Saturday starting at 10 at Floyd County High School and running into the afternoon.

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Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.

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