Sowing the Lawn

A week and a half ago, we decided to sow some grass.

We hired our friend Olivier, who is a pro, and were glad we did because there are all sorts of things about successfully sowing grass that we didn’t know. Like you need to plough the earth, then rake it even, sow seeds very heavily on the borders where people walk and scatter them liberally over the terrain. You need to roll a heavy barrel to stamp down the earth over the grains and then scatter even more seeds on top for the birds to eat so they won’t dig up the earth to eat what’s underneath.

I didn’t realize just how important a peaceful exterior was to my psyche until I saw this:

When it used to be this:

So here’s Olivier finishing up the last of the lawn (and trimming our apple tree for us in the process). He said we should start to see some green by Saturday (one week later).

And here’s our lawn a week and half later.

We had an early frost and …. we had a huge, long, hard hail storm. It would hail, wouldn’t it? Just when we were trying to grow grass?

But here’s to hoping!

P.S. I’m very excited. Sir and I leave for our anniversary trip to the Loire Valley tomorrow for four days. I promise to take pictures of all the chateaux for you.

P.P.S. I hope God will water our grass with nice temperate rain while we’re gone.   I’ll say a “hail mary” (har har)

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