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Daisy and the Lawnmower Man. Monday May 15, 2017

I love to mow our lawns. Given half a chance, I'll mow the neighbour's too! The results are so clear, so tangible, so satisfying.

Except for the guilt.

I hate to mow the daisies.

Daisies are such cheerful, robust, happy, smiley plants. They are Sun-worshipers, folding up their petals when it's night or cloudy, and opening up in delight when the Sun shines again. I hate chopping their heads off.

I've just mown the lawns.

I've just decapitated the daisies.

Except for some.

Some survived.

Do you know which ones survived?

They were the ones that I crushed with my feet as I walked with the mower. They are still smiling, heads intact. They'll be back again tomorrow, as if nothing happened. Stronger than before.

The other daisies will grow back too, but not their original heads.

This struck a chord with me. If you're suffering at the moment, if you feel down-trodden by life, if you feel in danger of being cut-down by circumstances - maybe it'll be a Daisy-Day for you. Being down-trodden, you'll miss the blades that catch those who stand tall and arrogantly expect these things just to happen to other people. Stuff happens. If you're bowed down, you will rise again. The Sun will shine again on you, and... will live to see another day will live to love another day

...and all this will have passed.

You'll be OK.

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Lisa Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 6:23am

I love this post. It made me smile so much and reminded me of a beautiful memory I'd completely forgotten about - my dad making the effort to mow around a patch of daisies in our lawn just for me. We were not long moved to NZ from Plymouth, and I think he quite enjoyed having his own lawn to mow. These days his awesomeness continues in his extra jobs as grandpa, and also carer for my mother who has dementia. I just sent him a text to say "thanks, you're a cool dad (and of course grandpa)".

I hope your daisies grow back fast and strong.

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:03am

That's so lovely, Lisa, it brought tears to my eyes... oh the power of daisies and kindness! And, I can confirm that after a week of being away, those daisies are indeed back and strong... and loving the rain we've got in Dorset!

the room above the garage Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 9:14am

Lisa, what a gorgeous thing to say and do! X

Adrian Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 6:40am

Great analogy Lex. Daisy- chain day before mowing.

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:04am

Oh, yes! I could pick more daisies before mowing. Crown on the way when the Sun comes out today! Lx

LP Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 7:33am

Morning Lex,
I loved this beautiful and simple blog. I noticed that some daisies had survived a mowing this weekend and wondered how... now I know!
I will keep my humble head on this week and enjoy just being me.Thank you. For a beauyiful start to the week. Love and loght to you and All, LPxx

LP Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 7:34am

Sorry, typos! Beautiful and light :)

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:05am

Dear LP, I love your typos just the way they are!

LP Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 9:17pm

:) x

Angela Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 7:54am

I love this blog too! Thank you :-)

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:05am

Thank you too, Angela!

Hopeful One Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:15am

Hi Lex- I too enjoy mowing the lawn with my cylinder mower when I want stripes which I then sit back and enjoy from my porch G and T in hand.Or my sit on mower if I just want to get the grass cut. When I mention that I Like mowing my friends exclaim 'What a chore!' I dare not tell them that there is nothing to beat the feeling of the sun on one's back as one mows in my case looking out to the blue Atlantic.I am afraid I mow down everything, daisies and all, for I like a fresh beginning.

Warning: today's laugh has religious content which some readers may find offensive.

The wise old Mother Superior from county Tipperary was dying. The nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her comfortable. They gave her some warm milk to drink ,which she always liked , but she refused it. Then one nun took the glass back to the kitchen.

Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey they had received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened and poured a generous amount into the warm milk.

She walked back to the Mother Superior's,and held the glass to her lips. Mother drank a little, then a little more. Before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop.

"Mother," the nuns asked with earnest, "please give us some wisdom before you die."

She raised herself up in bed with a pious look on her face and said, "Don't sell that cow."

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:16am

Ah, at last, someone else who LOVES mowing! Good joke to, Ho!

the room above the garage Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 9:28am

I would join the mowing gang gladly (a sit on mower, sunshine and views is just heavenly!!) but I'm currently waiting regrowth from a reseeded lawn, it has fallen victim to the ravages of football! One day...

Tychi's Mum Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 7:00pm

Great joke HO...ho ho ho!!!

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:15am

btw, apologies for not responding in full to last Monday's blog - I was on the road early then away for the week learning stuff! I have returned inspired, and I've appended some comments to last Monday's page. Daisy smiles, Lex

the room above the garage Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 9:32am

Ah daisies.
A flower and a name that has meaning to me. So lovely to write of them! I remember as a child being shown how to make a daisy with two heads...utter magic that I still adore!! Thank you Lex, we'll all be ok. I do believe. Love ratg x. p.s. my autocorrect just changed that to love Craig. I adore that too!

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:16am

Hi Ratg, I'm often delighted by predictive text and autocorrect! My surname used to come out as 'Naked' - and if you're going to come out, Naked is the best way!!! lol

The Gardener Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 9:43am

Thanks Lex - lovely blog on a foul morning. Lisa, I used to be a 'cool' Granny - now, to my shame, I moan to anybody who will listen, bowed down, like the daisies, and so worn by jealousy possessiveness and manipulation by Mr G (and he DOES know he's doing some of it - his only entertainment, makes it worse). Before we left UK our house was Queen Anne style, lovely red brick, semi-circular drive, park railings and a lawn! It stood back from the road, and was much photographed. Trouble was the lines had to be at right angles to the front door - I am sure famous gardens must mow their lawns with a set-square (GPS works? Know son has gadget for driving straight on tractors). My lawn (new garden here) was 90% coltsfoot when I took if over - it now has all the appearances of a lawn, and I dig the weeds out by hand, don't want to spray, they've roots like parsnips anyway - and it's a good let-out for angst. HO, having laughed at the joke, your geography has puzzled me, looking over the Atlantic? If in UK, even at most Westerly point, can only think of Bay of Biscay or Irish Sea. Like the daisies raising their heads, I am going to TRY and achieve something this morning, even if it's refraining (negative achievement) from moaning.

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:18am

Daisy Magic, eh? I love the sound of your Queen Anne style house - one of my favourite symmetrical styles! Every tiny step is a victory, dear Gardener, and every uprooted coltsfoot is a victory too. Dig for freedom!

Hopeful One Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 11:06am

Hi Gardener- well spotted! You are correct- but on a sunny day with a clear blue sky and the horizon line as far as the eye can see it FEELS like I am looking at the Atlantic!

Nicco Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:01pm

Dear Gardener - I have left a poem for you on Lizzie's 'Spring - Coming Out of the Shadows'. Nicco x

The Gardener Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:50am

I am using Moodscope as a sort of 'Wailing Wall' to stop me playing endless Solitaire or sending self-pitying e-mails to my long-suffering friends and family. Lex, Dorset. It's one of the counties, like Suffolk (or the Correze department here in France) that people rush through without seeing its charms. My parents-in-law retired to Uplyme in 1951 - so we crossed Dorset until the late 1980's. Do Dorset Knobs still exist? Kids loved them.

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 2:13pm

Dorset Knobs are thriving, dear Gardener!

Jul Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 12:47pm

Hi Lex. I love the way these little flowers reseed year after year and pop up again after being trodden on. Violas do the same as daisies and Aconites too. They are much pluckier than big flowers. Lovely blog Lex. Julesxx

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 2:12pm

Thanks, Jules. I'm sensing a blog on 'small is beautiful'! xx

Orangeblossom Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 1:00pm

Hi Lex, thanks for the blog which I thoroughly enjoyed reading & which I found very encouraging.

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 2:12pm

Then today has been a good day for me, Orangeblossom!

Salt Water Mum Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 8:44pm

Thank you Lex,

I am only reading your daisy-blog now - and I am smiling.

I find great comfort in these words - I took a big breath after reading ...

" will live to see another day will live to love another day

...and all this will have passed.

You'll be OK"

So, thank you Lex,


Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:29pm

You are SO welcome, Salt Water Mum x

Tutti Frutti Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 9:46pm

Hi Lex
I also loved your blog. You made me smile as I remembered begging my Dad not to mow the lawn because I loved the daisies, buttercups and dandelions so much. (Of course, he mowed it anyway and the flowers soon grew back.) I also liked the idea of downtrodden daisies (and people) popping back up again.
Love TF x

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:32pm

Here's to 'the resilience' of the daisies, buttercups, and dandelions! x

Nicco Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 9:57pm

Thanks for your blog, Lex. It reminded me of when my daughter (who will be 31 in a few days' time) was small. We were driving along where there were green verges both sides of the roads & where there were usually carpets of daisies but the council worker had obviously been & mowed them. My daughter, sitting in the back of the car, started to cry. When I asked her what the matter was, she replied tearfully, "Mummy, all the daisies are broken"! I explained how resilient they are and that they would come back, usually even stronger and more beautiful again. Maybe there's something to be said for that too. Like TF, my lawns (both front & back) are full of daisies, dandelions, buttercups & clover - it rarely gets dried out in the hot Summer months so still looks lush & green where other lawns can be patchy & parched - I love it and so do the bees! Best Blessings, Nicco.

Lex Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:31pm

Hail, Nicco, friend of Bees! Yes! Yes!! Yes!!! I love all those flowers. I mow around the Grape Hyacinths too... Best blessings, to you too and to your sensitive daughter - that's a lovely story of her caring.

Dragonfly Mon, May 15th 2017 @ 10:51pm

This is a lovely analogy Lex but, as I felt after a recent post on a similar subject, I'm having trouble with choosing to want to survive. I'm living and I am surviving, but that's different from really, really wanting to, rather than just stumbling my way through another day. I'm struggling with the fall out from another's arrogance and feel really down-trodden. I want to blossom and thrive but don't know if I've got the strength to raise my head yet again. My flowers seem to be nectar for the wrong type of bees and I get stung (or flattened) over and over again. I never seem to learn, or I'm still too trusting, I just don't know. It's actually left me in a terrible dilemma between doing what I feel is the right thing and being scared of the consequences because of this person's position.

Tutti Frutti Tue, May 16th 2017 @ 7:48am

Dragonfly You may only be surviving at the moment rather than really, really wanting to live but just keep hanging on however tough and believe that one day you will be pleased that you did. That's my experience anyway. I was pretty much at rock bottom 14 years ago and although I won't pretend it has all been plain sailing since (and I do get tired of battling away with the bipolar at times), there have been great bits too and I am really pleased I am still here. Love and hugs TF xoxo

Dragonfly Tue, May 16th 2017 @ 9:53am

Thank you for your kind encouragement TF - you seem brave and strong x

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