Well, I sort of, kind of, almost managed to not mow the back field / meadow, but I needed a way into the compost bin, so that's my excuse!
In the end, I cut paths two mower widths wide, all around the perimeter, and two diagonals the same width, similar to what we do in France. The result is that I've managed to keep almost all of the amazing buttercup display that we have this year, and most of the tall grasses which are currently also in full bloom. It'll play havoc with my hay fever, but I'll be damned if I'm turning it into a sterile pristine lawn like so many of the neighbours along our road. The wagtails, swallows and willow warblers are suitably impressed, judging by their activity, but now I need butterflies and grasshoppers (wait, are there any grasshoppers in Ireland?) I note with some disappointment, that the farmer has already mowed the field behind us to put his rearing calves on it 😕. When he saw we'd arrived, he moved them to the field below over the road, which has also been cut. We had a falling out over some land he was trying to sell for backland housing development, and now he avoids us like the plague.
#NoMowMay
#springmeadow
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