Walking by the side of the river , we revel in the calmness of the quiet green landscape.
The little machine is cutting the grass, all by itself!
Okay, not by itself. After a few minutes, a man moves leisurely into the picture. He looks at it like one would look at the antics of a beloved dog. And yes , he has an instrument in his hand to control it. A remote controlled lawn mover seems the ultimate. Even to the touring American who comes to stand beside me to take a picture for the folks back home.
This seems to top the remotely controlled railway gates and empty railway station where bells ring on their own which have amazed me with their precision and confidence that things will go smoothly.