A tractor or not a tractor: that is the question

Bang in the middle of my residential area is a dam, with 3 football pitches, a playground, and a picnic area. We are fortunate in that we live at the edge of this park and our windows overlook the dam.

So this morning, I took Lew out for a walk. The sky is dull but the temperature is fresher than it has ever been (8c). Lew was particularly interested with just one sound coming from the middle of the picnic area: the tractor that cuts the grass.

After a while, I got fed up standing there watching an old boy driving his toy tractor while showing off to the little child strapped in his buggy. Lew wanted to walk but I couldn't let him run off in case he decides to chase the tractor.

Or is that how you call this machine thing?

more photos here.