After a morning and mid-afternoon of church work, I came home to a yard full of leaves. The beauty of the season, suspended from trees, becomes the scourge of the homeowner bowed over in collection.
I’ve figured the way to best vacuum up the spent foliage is to use a lawnmower. And so the process began. I quickly found that a few passes filled up a leaf bag. By the time the lawn was done I had around 5 or 6 bags full. Then the back alley easement needed cleaned. Again, another half dozen or so bags. And the afternoon was spent.
At which point we headed off to a free BBQ put on by our town. After a disastrous rink fire in the winter, an adjoining rink was repaired and we celebrated that fact today.
I had a weiner – one of those hot dog moments for me. My wife attempts to keep me from these offensive refreshments. With only one under my belt, I shouldn’t be seeing myself hanging over my belt.
And then home for an evening of rest and relaxation.
To leave or not to leave, that is the question! The answer today was “to leave”.