Its fall, quite literally around here. Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend we raked up all the leaves shed by the dozen or so hardwood trees on our lot. A little less than a week later we had to rake again, this time we just did the front yard.
Less than 4 days later, upon our return from Hilton Head, it was hard to tell we had done any clean up at all. So this time we opted to do the “Let’s At Least Make It Look Like Someone Lives Here” minimal sweep, I took out the leaf blower and forced about 27,000 leaves off the sidewalk and driveway into the street.
During that return drive from Hilton Head, the Purple Whale rode through its twenty-seven thousandth mile.