I'm resting as I type this post. I just finished busting a major move out in the back field, picking up limbs from last month's wind storm. I'd intended to pick them up on Saturday but when our awesome neighbor was out on his cool zero-turn mower cutting his grass, I knew he'd be over to our field when he finished with his. So I had to bust a major move and pick up as many limbs as I could.
Sure enough, he came over and mowed. He has a heart almost as big as his sweet mama's. It's not an easy task to cut an acre of grass, but with his mower, he made short work out of it.
Needless to say, he and his family are in the #1 spot on our egg list.
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