Seems to me I said something about needing to rake leaves. Um hmm. No time like the present, sez I, so out I went in the afternoon to get a start on the project. My ever-present companions thought this was great fun. Frank and Pearl seem enchanted by the rustle of dry leaves, and have to inspect under every rake load. Bessie Anne just likes to flop on the cool dirt uncovered. It actually felt good to pop a sweat after a winter of house-bound inactivity, and satisfying to watch the mountain of leaves build.
I will need to hold those good thoughts, as that mountain is just the tip of the iceberg. All those leaves came from just the one area under the hedge (which needs trimming) in front of the house. I haven't begun to touch the herb garden or the area beneath the lilacs or along the driveway or.... This really is a job that needs to be viewed in the small picture, as the larger is just too daunting.