...my backyard my power mower.

Are you going to mow in the meadow?

Grandmother mows the grass in the garden.

Cross eyed people hate cutting their grass slanted.

You buy a maintenance contract when you get the home. We'll whack your weeds, change your light bulbs.

If you follow me. A little late for trimming the verge, don't you think?

I've been here weed whacking for two days now,

And at that point, the wheat has suffered the ultimate indignity.

I haven't been dropping no eaves. Honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there...

And suddenly everything looked different.

While one of them sped around major parts of the property on the mower, a second made a few sweeps at some tall weeds on the edge of my wife's garden, and the third got into the truck and smoked a cigarette.

Did I forget to pay you last week?

We cut away all the grass and weeds around the church.

The grass was left long and weedy in the slate walk, and very often he wasn't cutting the grass on the other side of the hedge by the road at all.

And it's a fantastic plant and it protects the soil from winter rain.

Mowing the lawn.

One hot summer afternoon, John and Dan were cutting the long grass.

I rid the garden of the weeds.

You must reap what you have sown.

Just a trim?

You should get rid of these weeds.

My father set me the task of weeding the garden.

They repel.

As a man sows, so he shall reap.

And that's green.

The smell of cut grass summons up images of hot summer afternoons.

Yeah, I mowed 331 miles of grass this summer.

Now, the major part is taking care of weeds, reaping rice, and planting.

Once you figure this out, you can really impress people at parties.

Didn't you, like, used to mow our lawn?

I think you've mowed one too many lawns.

I mowed 286 miles for you.

He clipped the sheep.

Why will men worry themselves so? He that does not eat need not work.

Then it hit me That nice lawns are pretty

Cindy, what were you doing with the lawn boy?

He's a lawn boy. He makes 35 cents an hour.

Well, don't make me laugh, lawn boy.

Goodness, what has got into you?

When rain's fallen and the soil is moist, it becomes easier to pull out weeds.

After it rains and the ground is damp, it's easier to pull weeds.

But again, I am not a farmer. I'm a teacher.

They don't have that kind of money.

And my orders are to weed out all nonhackers who do not pack the gear to serve in my beloved Corps.

Some day you will have to reap the harvest of your own sowing.