Well, per my post immediately below, that’s done for today. About a six hour job altogether.
Mrs. R asks why I don’t just hire somebody to clean up the leaves. No doubt I will someday when I’m old and feeble, but while I still have my strength I believe this to be one of those things I ought to do myself. For one thing, there’s the exercise. For another, there’s the satisfaction of comparing before and after and knowing that I was personally responsible for causing the change.
Besides, today was bright and cool but not cold, the leaves were dry and easy to move, and it was nice to have an excuse to be outside pottering about. My attitude admittedly might be somewhat different were the weather soggy and frigid, as happens from time to time.
Oh, and I may not have mentioned it before but we had a pretty “meh” foliage season this year.
By the way, as I shlepped up and down the hill with my tarp full of leaves, I found myself continuously mulling over this article I picked up over at the Puppy-Blender’s this morning: Colleges struggle with protecting students without being accused of victim-blaming. All I can say is that if we have slid so far into the pit of cultural infantilism that simple common sense is not only abandoned but is considered outright evil, then we’re in a whooooooole heap of trouble.