I witness a lot of unusual things happening in downtown New London, but no one really believes this one. One day I saw a fellow walking his lawnmowers. First a red one…but when the second one came by, I had to shoot a picture. He walked across the street and up the hill, and a few minutes and back again. Not enough time to mow anything on the other end of his trek. I have no explanation, but it’s curious, huh?