Tuesday, December 10, 2019
Trees and Leaves (Or The Joy of Raking)
Oh, he's not the only culprit. He's just the worst single offender. We also have 6 black walnuts, three hickorys, two smaller oaks, two black cherries, and two elms. (Plus, 4 cedars, but they don't cause me any grief at leaf raking time.) And that's only the trees in our yard, not the trees in our woods or the trees on our neighbor's wooded lot next door. He's has sycamores that cheerfully drop leaves onto our south lawn.
Don't get me wrong. I love our trees, even if Oberon's the only one I've named*. I even love raking. It's a lot of work but it's great exercise that I only get for a while in the Autumn. I'm just being funny this morning because the raking we did these past couple days has left me a little sore.
Hubs and I moved all the leaves into like 5 piles over the past week or so. Then the piles were moved down the hill or across the yard into position to be shoved into the woods. The last couple of days, we've been shoving those piles into the woods. We've only got half of the biggest pile left. Then we'll go into the woods and spread the leaves around a little. Should be fun.
Hubs likes to joke that we're working on filling up the valley behind our house, but by the time next Autumn rolls around, the leaves will be mostly gone through a process of decay and animals walking through them, kicking them around, and degrading them further. Kind of like a bunch of natural compost piles except the critters are turning the compost for us. And then we'll start the process over again.
The joys of living in the woods. I mean, we could leave the leaves, but then our yard would have no grass at all (it's pretty piddlin' as it is). We could also burn the leaves like some of our neighbors do, but that leaves a nasty burnt spot on the ground and the heat from below isn't good for the trees. So, we rake. It's a small price to pay for the shade our trees provide all summer long.
What about you? Do you rake, mulch, ignore your leaves? Gah, do you even have leaves? I can't imagine living somewhere that doesn't have to be raked.
*After I wrote this, I remembered I also named one just off the yard - Little Red. It's a red oak I've been babying since we found it back there. It was maybe 4 ft tall when I took it under my wing and now it's easily double that. It's so pretty in the fall.