A GREAT WAY TO SAVE GASOLINE AND SHEEP FEED

I was walking through a Westchester park when my attention was directed by a local resident to a stretch of turf that was noticeably flatter than what surrounded it.  Seems that the area in question had been fenced off as a temporary pasture and a flock sent in to prune the midsummer grass with their molars. Ecologically sound and rather Downton Abbey-ish, no? Those English lords knew what they were doing.