The first year we lived here... they were raked and bagged. All 47 bags of the 10 thousand square feet of grass. Of course, I didn't really rake any. Or bag any.....I was 7 months pregnant and had a deep connection to the lavatory at the time. There was no time for raking for me. Since then, the raking gets done in the spring....winter winds help out with the process immensely.
So, I get to spend hours of beautiful Indian Summer days in the leaves. Crunching them. Throwing them. Piling them.
So, I get to spend hours of beautiful Indian Summer days in the leaves. Crunching them. Throwing them. Piling them.
3 comments:
You have such a beautiful boy!
I still enjoy crunching in the leaves and kickin' em around when I walk, there is just no time like fall!
I wish all of the leaves from our yard would blow into yours! We can't really leave (no pun intended) them in the yard living next to the Country Club and their nice, leaf-free grass!
Gorgeous, Stacey! Beautiful to look at, fun to play in... not fun to rake, eh? Thanks for stopping by my blog. I stopped to enjoy your work today... very inspiring..thank you again!
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