We live in a neighborhood where everyone tries to outdo the other neighbor in who can cut their lawn first, the fastest and the shortest length. Or so it seems. The neighbor to our south thinks he has to cut the grass every other day. Sometimes even every day! And on the days he's not mowing then he's weed eating the yard. Then the neighbors to our north cut theirs making our place look like a jungle. And if the neighbors to the south cut theirs, then the neighbor south of them get out and cut their grass. And so on down the line it goes.
Our once peace and quiet little acre is now a noise factory for lawnmowers and weed eaters! Just when you think you're going to lay down for a nap or settle in and read a good book, think again! There goes Lou dragging out the lawn mower. And it doesn't matter if it's dark outside, he'll still be out there mowing!
The one nice thing I love is that when we go to cut our grass, the only sound you hear is a nice peaceful swishing sound of the grass being cut. I can go outside and talk to Nick as he cuts the grass too. No yelling over the lawn mower. No standing so far back as to not get hit in the head with a rock. No, the only thing I have to watch out for is flying snakes. Nick found a snake the other day as he cut the grass. And then proceeded to fling it clear across the yard. Thank goodness I was clear on the other side! And when Nick is done he doesn't have to worry about his hands shaking from the vibration of the mower. Nor does he have to take any ear plugs out of his ears or feel like his head is spinning from all the noise.
Yes siree! I love our scythe!