He walked over to the window and looked out. Dozens of ponies were out wandering the streets, going about their everyday business. Closer to the building, a pinkish pony with a white flower behind one ear had her muzzle down in a flowerbed. She was tugging up plants with her teeth and tossing them on the grass behind her. At first, it looked like she was grazing—and a very picky eater—but then he realized that she was weeding the flowerbed.