He used to lurrrrve them, even got gardening tools for his 2nd birthday, but decided the noise freaked him out about 6 months ago.
So we were just outside playing, had only been out for like 15 minutes, when we hear a leafblower from like a mile away.
DS runs towards the door, opens it, looks at me and says, "it's time to go inside. You can clean my hands then I can hide!"
Oddly enough he thinks tree trimmers are awesome, but gardeners on the ground are enough to make him trade being outside for going in. Weird.