Leaves leaves leaves. I’ve spent most of the month raking leaves. Now that might sound like a complaint but it’s not. Ok I’ll admit when I’ve been raking leaves all day and my arms are aching I might get a smidge bored of it but I really enjoy this autumn task.
Are you a leafblower person or a rake person? I’m a rake person. Why turn a pleasant, quiet job which smells of leaves and grass into a noisy job that stinks of two-stroke exhaust? Speed I suppose.
Unlike some poor souls we haven’t been seriously flooded out this month but still, there’s been enough rain to disrupt my work. The lawns have been wet enough that I’ve been unable to weed any border edged by them, the borders themselves are wet enough I shouldn’t step into them because I’d compact the soil and also get completely balmed up with mud. Although I’ve managed to find plenty of useful things to do I’m behind on my usual November task of tidying all the borders and this makes me a little sulky.
One of the wonderful things about autumn is that it makes you look at bark and the shapes of the trees.