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Look at all that wild clover! You need a cow.
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Absolutely! I have about an acre that looks just like that!
Seriously, Brent, I have been reading that hair sheep are the way to go, maybe three, so they don’t get lonely. Good temperament, no shearing, easy care. My kind of lawnmower. They are fairly well known in the States but I haven’t found any here in France. If you come across some, let me know.
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Seems a fine idea. Some neighbors have a few to clean their yard. I don’t know what the French word for hair sheep is. Maybe there are some in leboncoin.
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Sheep or hair sheep? Wooly sheep are everywhere. Hair sheep — moutons de chevaux? Brebis de chevaux? — are so far not to be found. Well, unless I want to go to Canada. All the ads in French pointed me to some far-off corner of Quebec. I’ll keep looking. No rush. That grass will be out there for a long time to come.
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