Let the raking begin!
A nice young lad came to the door yesterday, asking if he could rake our leaves. I hated to disappoint him, but the tree still has thousands of leaves left to shed. Besides, I kind of like walking through my yard accompanied by that crunching sound. Of course I’ll be whistling a different tune in a few weeks when I’m bagging them all up.
Sigh…Cubs 3, Marlins 2. Darn that Beckett. Although I really can’t fault him. He pitched a damn good game.
i would rake to help people and make some money