Sometimes we need the weirdest things on the places we call home. I had rocks and weeds and horses, not a good mix. John came in with his excavator and swept for rocks, the kind a horse can't step between or he could break a leg, and pretty much found them all in the space I asked him to look. He relocated to much safer places, and now I can cast pasture seed where the weeds and rocks used to be. John also switched gears on the last day and helped me surround the new space with fencing so ponies could go in and explore right away; We worked together well, and I will have him back for my next interesting project. Thanks, John!!