A frequent conversation around our house has centered on a massive three-trunk red oak tree in our backyard and its prolific capacity for producing acorns and leaves in their due seasons.
I cannot tell you how much this resonates with me. For one, our Red Oak is most likely just like yours, except blessedly acorn- free. And our patio collects leaves by the truck load. Unfortunately I do not have Togo to inspire daily cleaning of those leaves until they actually look like truckloads.
My parallel task is doing the laundry almost daily. Everything clean and in place lends a certain feeling of peace and order, and a certain amount of control over one aspect of my life when so many other things are beyond my ability to control.
Sarah, while variety may be the spice of life, we get a great deal of peace from routine and order, don't we? And there's something especially nice about doing those things in our living space. Thanks for reading!
I cannot tell you how much this resonates with me. For one, our Red Oak is most likely just like yours, except blessedly acorn- free. And our patio collects leaves by the truck load. Unfortunately I do not have Togo to inspire daily cleaning of those leaves until they actually look like truckloads.
My parallel task is doing the laundry almost daily. Everything clean and in place lends a certain feeling of peace and order, and a certain amount of control over one aspect of my life when so many other things are beyond my ability to control.
Sarah, while variety may be the spice of life, we get a great deal of peace from routine and order, don't we? And there's something especially nice about doing those things in our living space. Thanks for reading!
As Les said, so good! To think, how the never ending chasing of leaves leaves one feelling so human.
This is so good.
Thank you, Les.
Part of the problem is that you cannot simply leaf them alone.
I know. It’s unbeleafable.
Cute