No these aren't tobacco leaves. Here in the mid-South, the oak trees have just lost their last crop
of autumn leaves, mostly, and I'm out there once again, raking. Yes, I've tried the blower routine,
but with the thickness of leaves, and with a big yard back of the house, it takes a lot of moving them
around to clear the ground. Also, I don't have much patience listening to those yowling machines,
gas or electric. I hear enough of the neighbor's two-cycle engines. Happily, the city picks up the
mountain of leaves from the curb, a rare and beautiful thing. I might go to mulching, but there again,
the volume here is heavy. So back I go. Perhaps I will seek solace in a little leaf after battling the
leaves. I rake them onto a tarp and drag them to the curb. When the weather is pretty, as today,
it's pleasant work. Okay, break time is over. See you all later.
of autumn leaves, mostly, and I'm out there once again, raking. Yes, I've tried the blower routine,
but with the thickness of leaves, and with a big yard back of the house, it takes a lot of moving them
around to clear the ground. Also, I don't have much patience listening to those yowling machines,
gas or electric. I hear enough of the neighbor's two-cycle engines. Happily, the city picks up the
mountain of leaves from the curb, a rare and beautiful thing. I might go to mulching, but there again,
the volume here is heavy. So back I go. Perhaps I will seek solace in a little leaf after battling the
leaves. I rake them onto a tarp and drag them to the curb. When the weather is pretty, as today,
it's pleasant work. Okay, break time is over. See you all later.