Yes, You Can Call Me a Daisy Killer

I just had to do it yesterday - mow the wild daisies in the donkey yard.  I had procrastinated enjoying the sight, but the yard was becoming a jungle, albeit a pretty jungle.  So the mower was called into action.  I do admit though, I was compelled to leave a few daisy oases.

Now, we have to turn our attention soon to the pasture above.  Yes, it is beautiful but if we don't brush hog it soon, the grass won't have a chance.  Already, the donks are turning up their noses, instead bellowing to be let out on the driveway or in "the compound".