Leaves fall.
Water falls from the sky...
Temperature falls....
Yeah.. it's definitely Fall.
The only thing that doesn't seem to seasonally "fall" around here is the humidity. Ha!
Living at Sweetwater is my first experience with fallen leaves and being responsible for raking them...
Let me just say, since this day, I have done a bunch of research - all of which supports my idea that: leaves should not be raked. Or moved. Or disturbed in any way... they should lie there, as they fell. Its only natural. And way less a pain in my butt...
Screw leaves.
Anyways. Back to why I feel this way:
Load #1
#2
....#3
...........#4........
......I'm over this.....
There are only three things that these wheelbarrows indicate: First, the yard looks less messy. Second, the compost pile is VERY happy (and finally reaching the correct brown to green ratio).
But, best of all, #3, its Fall. Its cooler. All things are flavored pumpkin. The trees are full of colors that are bright and warm. And, I got to dress up my porch pig.
Awwwww Fall. I love you. Despite all the extra work.






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