The "natural lawn" project has been a lovely success. Those areas we left to their own spring growing came up in white clover, long grasses and wildflowers we did not know we had. There have been hundreds of bees, ladybugs and other insects working like mad in each patch. Gradually, as the spring blooms die back, we are mowing those areas and letting some others grow up, trying to keep a balance between nature and having lawn we can no longer get a mower through. It's hard enough now, I have to mow very slowly. The bees seem to have no recognition of the lawn mower. The whipping blades can be right on top of them and they will keep working the clover blossom, as if they can't detect what, on our scale, would be a whirling, thundering tornado a few inches away. In previous years, I've always "assumed" that the bees and such made a getaway ahead of the mower. This season, watching them carefully, I am convinced that they do not do so - certainly the determined, short-sighted bumblebees don't.
In the veggie garden the last of the "early spring" crops, the sugar pod peas, continue to bloom and produce. Knowing that we are counting the days, we munch them down as we weed and water the beds. I don't think we've ever cooked this vegetable, surely it is at its best flavor - a crunchy, cool, sweet bite - straight from the vine. By next week, the last plants will be pulled, the bed turned over and the basil seeded for our summer crop of pesto.