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On the first sunny weekend, the mowers come out everywhere, like a reflex. We shave the grass as quickly as possible to find a clean carpet after the winter, even to cut still pale and fragile tufts. Yet, the elders watched their grass grow without sunk at this time. They knew that before a certain date, to take the machine out would be to permanently weaken the lawn. This unwritten peasant rule was to wait for the late frosts, often not before …