Fall, a time of change.
The days grow shorter and the nights become longer.
The weather begins to get colder and the the leaves begin to change into brilliant colours and then die and all fall directly onto my property.
Round one, 12 bags.
Round two, another 12 bags.
Four hours spent raking and bagging, only to wake up the the next morning to this.
Like I never even raked.
This is the only time of year that I wish for an early snow.
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