Messy, Messy
Autumn is a messy season. Maybe not as messy as spring with all its mud being tracked everywhere, but the fallen leaves are so thick on our back lawn they’ve changed the green to solid yellow. The brown deck has gone yellow as well, and the big elm still has most of its leaves; those often remain green and don’t fall until after it snows.
Our son lives in a small condo with a small backyard, about the size of a postage stamp and half of that is covered in a concrete patio. This summer the grass barely grew – no rain will do that – but he likes to brag that even in a rainy summer he has very little mowing to do. He does get a few leaves each fall, enough to kick them into piles that resemble anthills. Nice work if you can get it.
Hubby has been outback most of the day, raking and blowing yellow leaves into piles – ours resemble the Rockies . . . contd.
