YA and her boyfriend raked the leaves yesterday. If you live in the Twin Cities you’ll be saying to yourself at this point “the last yard waste pick up was two weeks ago – why did she wait so long”. Well, I’ll tell you why. I live next door to the tree that waits until every other tree in Southwest Minneapolis has dropped its leaves to start shedding its own foliage. Every. Single. Year.
In addition, we live in a leaf vortex, right in the middle of the block. My neighbors to the south routinely have 5-6 bags of leaves, my neighbors to the north 4-5 bags. My house this year – 20 bags. I really think that my neighbors have figured out a way to get their leaves to blow into my yard at this time of year.
It doesn’t help that I detest leaf raking. Actually that’s not quite true. I don’t mind the raking part. It’s the bagging part I don’t like, especially now that we have to use paper bags; the paper bags are so unwieldy and hard to fill. This is kinda how I feel about yardwork… I don’t mind the work, I just hate the clean up. A perfect gardening day is when YA follows me about and bags up all the weeds and detritus from my work!
Anything you’re sure of, even if it doesn’t make sense?