I hate mowing the lawn. The Mr. usually gets stuck having to mow and use the weed eater. I'm good at sweeping off the steps or the patio when he finishes the mowing. I also make a mean glass of ice water for hydration and refreshment. It's a gift!
My yard work is the raking and snow shoveling. I am very territorial where those jobs are concerned. Don't touch my rake or shovel. Keep that darn leaf blower to yourself!
I've had perfect raking weather the last couple of days. These cool temperatures make me look forward to an hour or so of raking every night after school.
We have a huge pile of leaves lining our drive. I've discovered that under the leaves, we don't have much lawn. (The Mr.'s been mowing weeds?!) We could use a disguise. Green spray paint? I'm beginning to wonder if I could spread the leaves back over the yard--kind of like a toupee for the lawn! We really need to plant grass next spring.
Now we're waiting for the city to collect our leaves or for a big wind to disperse them-- whichever comes first. Right now, my money is on the wind. (The city doesn't like backing up our hill.)
Actually, we'll probably burn the leaves over the next couple of evenings. I know it isn't the best for the environment, but I love the smell of burning leaves. That's the smell of fall!
I'm pretty sure the Mr. will feel the need to do the burning. There are a few pyro tendencies in my family that he doesn't want to encourage. I have one brother who doesn't think there is anything better than a fire. It's a good thing that Dad needs to burn pastures every spring and brush piles from time to time. The Bro gets his "fix" often enough that he uses his pyro tendencies for good rather than evil.
Now that the raking is just about over, bring on the snow! I've got the shovel all polished up and ready to go.