The lawn is an English invention, and it rains all the time in England. So said a gardening expert we talked to in early March before purchasing lime and seed. The message was, don't worry too much about your lawn; it will never look good.
But this year the weather has been English and lawns are greening accordingly. Ah, but it does a soul good to see a lawn stretching from house to street — a greensward, a tribute, an invitation to doff shoes and run through it.
I see the point of a cottage garden, of a wild and natural look. But there's something about a lawn, too. And there especially seemed to be something about it this brilliant green morning.