In the clover

The groundhog is enjoying the clover in the jungle between the house and the barn. I can't mow it because there are large rocks and roots in the dirt. My string trimmer isn't strong enough to deal with the weeds that thrive there. Most of the plants are taller than my waist. I have a path to the feeders but that's it. I've asked my neighbor to think about plowing it for me. He's too busy for now. Maybe in fall, I hope. (Photo taken thru the window.)