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They’re mowing as fast as they can!


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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on May 9, 2014  

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  1. 5-9
    11:55
    am

    :happyflower:
    Now that’s a munch-a-mowers! :lol:

  2. 5-9
    12:58
    pm

    Uh huh. What Joell said. Give them a few days and the job will be done.

  3. 5-9
    12:59
    pm

    Your mowing crew looks a lot like mine. I just wish mine didn’t have a taste for roses. To their credit, they’re keeping the ramblers nicely trimmed along the herb garden fence…maybe a little more trimmed than I’d like.

  4. 5-9
    4:03
    pm

    Now you’re talking! Make that grass work for you…..and the goats.
    They look beautiful on that lush green grass.

  5. 5-9
    7:05
    pm

    They are loving every blade and think they are getting away with being lose. At the old house, we used to close the main gate and turn the horses loose in the yard. They would make a bee line for the apple and pear trees first, then settle down to grass. Still had to mow, though. Horses are kind of picky eaters. 8)

  6. 5-10
    11:16
    am

    Best mowers ever!

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