To all of you homeowners who don’t get your leaves up in the fall, I have news for you. It is winter now, and they are blowing in the yards of everybody who raked up their leaves weeks ago.
I spent three weekends in a row with a sick son and a 73-year-old mother, who has a bad back, out in my yard raking up 34 bags of leaves. Then my husband came home and mowed up the rest Thanksgiving weekend.
After the recent windy days, my yard looks like I didn’t bother. Guess what? These are not my leaves, but the leaves of everyone who didn’t bother to pick theirs up. And in my neighborhood there are a lot of you.
Pick your own leaves up. Your neighbors would appreciate it.