One thing on my wishlist when we were looking for a house was a yard with mature trees. I certainly got my wish. There are seven huge trees (mostly maples) on our property. They are beautiful. They also mean lots and lots (and lots and lots) of leaves. I raked a couple of times during our first week here and then realized it was a pointless job since the leaves fell as fast as I could rake. So we played the waiting game and let the leaves pile up.
Yesterday I looked up and realized that the leaves were mostly gone (and most of our neighbors have raked*), so this morning, after dropping A off at school, I rolled up my sleeves and got to work.
And boy, was it work. I had to use the wheelbarrow to move leaves from the side closest to the house. By the time I finished, my arms were shaking and it was all I could do not to Google leaf blowers. I did, however, feel like a homeowner.
The gigantic backyard will have to wait for another day.
*Did I just admit to comparing our yard to the neighbors’?