Mowing Down

I am not a fan of mowing my granny's lawn, so I delegated the task to those who would enjoy it.

It took Blue Belle more than a week to get the grass suitably trimmed. Every day she stood at the wall and looked out at the comings and goings of the farm.

Suckie joined her for the first few days. She also stood at the wall, but poor Suckie was so short that she couldn't see anything at all.

Standing on the flower bed added some elevation.

Blue Belle had a perfect view of the lane.

Suckie, when not standing on the flower bed, had a perfect view of Blue Belle's backside.

The two of them spent many hours standing here, the best of friends.