|Michele and John raking leaves, Agility Yard|
It's our weekend. We intend to do nuthin, just rest up and relax, watch X-Files, Season 1 on Netflix. The air is crisp and dry. Temp in the 60's. Light breeze. Slightly overcast. John and I up and cheerful. Nothing pressing on our agenda except hot coffee on the porch, a few loads of laundry.
Then inspiration jumps up and grabs us by the hair.
Hey, let's rake leaves! Whereas no amount of money could have enticed us to do this before, now it's all we want to do! Okay, how about you mow and mulch, I'll rake the thick stuff into lines and bag it. Great! I start moving all the agility equipment to the fenceline around 11 a.m., John commences mowing, I commence raking, and by 5:30 p.m., we're done with both dog yards. That last hour it was getting dark and we were both panting and groaning trying to finish. It took enormous determination to complete the project. The fortune cookie was spot on.
Trees vs. no trees: Pecan trees provide wonderful shade in summer, but unfortunately, lots of leaves to rake in winter and hundreds of pecans to make you roll, slip and fall. If I was designing an agility yard from scratch, I'd try to plant a few evergreen trees, ones that don't drop leaves, seeds, acorns or nuts. Don't know what kind, though.
|41 bags of leaves.|
Thoughts that ran thru my head as I raked and bent over stuffing bags hour after hour:
- Shit, I am going to be so sore tomorrow, I probably won't be able to move.
- What's for dinner? I'm hungry.
|First 18 bags go up to the road in the Toyota.|