Just as we let go of one preoccupation--that would be summer humidity--another one obligingly steps in to take its place. I always wondered what the point was of raking leaves. Why not just leave them lying around? Now I know. The first layer looks a little picturesque (at least to this unjaded resident), the second layer makes you look a little harder for that nice green lawn. By the third and fourth layers you're avoiding the neighbors and their immaculate yards, wondering if you should just put out four wood block. set a broken-down tractor on top and admit you're a leaf-slacker.
We had lots of falling leaves in California--oak, maple, birch--but nothing like the prodigious shedding of a sycamore (or more precisely, a London Plane). Even the bark sheds. Our nice neighbor Hank has been tantalizing us with the offer to borrow the leaf vacuum attachment on his tractor. Not as romantic as old wooden-handled rakes and laughing children dressed in corduroy jumping on piles of leaves...does that ever happen around here? I think I read too many L.L. Bean catalogs.
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