It is the time of year when the Prairie Borders have their annual hair cut. This is a definite sign of spring for my garden, but it is also the start of the period when these borders look at their worst.
Before the haircut they look like this:
I began planting out this area way back in 2011, a few years after I came to live here. I wrote about their origins here.
Once the weather starts to warm a little and there gets to be a flush of green in the stipa tenuissima showing it is starting to grow again, I know it is time for its haircut.