Yup, that’s me, Ella, pushing the lawn mower. No need for a noisy gasoline engine when my muscle power can do the job. I have a little friend too. See that cute lamb in the right-hand corner of the photo? He was following me around the lawn. Seemed to like the lawn mower. You know, that little lamb was a pretty good lawn mower himself. We often just let the sheep into the yard. They took care of the lawn pretty well. No work at all! No need for a yard crew.

Now I’d like you to meet my grandmother, Arminda. She’s over by the smokehouse, that little building just to your right. You can’t miss it.