When I think of the end of fall, I seem to always remember what job I had to complete before the snow set in. My father would insist that I rake the leaves in the backyard and bag them for collection. If you had asked me back then, that was an insurmountable task! I mean the WHOLE backyard??? We had a huge maple tree there and, in actuality, the backyard was quite small – as I found out when I became an adult and had a chance to the look at the yard through adult eyes. It was comically small, actually.
But, as a kid, I could make that an all-day task!

This evening as I was walking, trying to cat those last rays of sunlight, I saw the neighborhood clean up crew getting rid of all the leaves. They would blow it into large piles, then come by with a truck with a large vacuum on it and make quick work of those leaves.
I could have used such help when I was a kid, but then again, I wouldn’t have had the fun of jumping into the pile when I finished raking it.














