The poppy is flowering.

Also, I managed to mow the lawn (as much of it as I was going to) just before a thunderstorm got here. I’ve let the grass under the cherry tree grow until now to let the cowslips propagate, but now it’s time to prepare for cherry season. Picking cherries (and picking getting rid of bird-eaten half-rotten cherries on the ground) is much easier with shorter grass. Now I skip the parts with a lot of clover, or wild strawberries. I wish there was a magical way to get rid of the tall grasses but not touch the strawberries.