Look, if you’re going to read this blog you’re going to have to put up with a leaf post every fall. It’s what I do. Though I must admit, I haven’t raked any of them this year. Not one. I’ve never been so happy to work overtime while my husband had a week off of work.
These two trees – oh, these trees – have been a nightmare for us. Sure, they’re beautiful and provide us with ample shade in the summer, but come fall? We are buried in their waste. You can get an idea of how tall the silver maple is by seeing it next to the garage. I couldn’t even get the top of the tree in the picture.
These are the 15 bags and trash cans my husband filled on Sunday; the fourth straight week of doing so.
Four days later our yard looks like this.
Does anybody want some firewood? If you have a chainsaw and a crane it’s yours.