Growing up on the farm we learned to make due with what we had around us. Everything had a purpose or could be rigged to accomplish another task. After spending hours picking rocks in the field, they were placed in the fence row or ditch to become the treasure trove for later.
In 1979 I was so proud of mowing the massive front lawn.
We would use those discarded rocks to block wheels on the wagon, prop open the calf barn door while hauling feed pails or plug up a hole dug by a snake/muskrat/mouse or some other creature we didn’t want to think about.
But I must say, my favorite use was when we were quite small. Little kids are always so ambitious and helpful. We wanted to help mow the lawn but we weren’t heavy enough to keep the blades going. My Dad would help us get situated on the mower and then carefully place – a big rock in our lap.
When kids mow you sometimes get crazy patterns.
Now, I know that would never fly today but we were in heaven! The safety mechanism still functioned as it was supposed to and we got to help – the best of both worlds.
Today there is no need for a rock but with several acres of lawn to mow, the job can take three to four hours per week. We’ve always had a lawn tractor, several over the years, and gotten pretty good at maneuvering around trees and other obstacles.
This year our old mower was ready for semi-retirement, like any good farmer we can’t get rid of something that still runs. We decided it was time for a ZTR (zero-turn-radius) mower. We ended up with a Woods FZ22K with a 54-inch deck. Though we thought about the larger deck, we decided to trade size for agility.
Mowing with the Woods Mow’n Machine is even fun.
I haven’t mowed in a long time – not back far enough to need the rock, but pretty close. Now I’m going to be doing it more often. It was so easy, and almost fun.
I was able to quickly maneuver around all my trees and flowerbeds and finish the whole thing in half the time it typically took. I even felt safer doing the ditches since this mower includes a seat belt and roll bar. It was able to handle the ditch grass that had grown way too long and get close enough to the trees to cut down on the trimming.
So I guess the rocks can stay in the field and the kids can find their own ride this summer – the mower is mine!