“If we keep no diary [journal], the path crumbles away behind us as our feet leave it; and days gone by are but little more than a blank, broken by a few distorted shadows. Life is all confined within the limits of to-day….”
This is Tagg on the Zero Turn mower. Both he and Treyson have become VERY good at mastering this. I'm not sure I could mow as well as they do, at least not without some practice. Tagg was zipping along at full speed, and loving it.
When it's Roger's time to mow his mom's lawn, he takes the boys up, and they go to town on it .
They each pick a side, and away they go !
Afterwards, they about eat Grandma Ben out of house and home - haha
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