Indian Summer

What a beautiful day! It was perfect weather for raking up some of those leaves that washed out of the trees the past few days.

Rocky reminded me of an old "blonde joke" as she tried to rake leaves... Did you hear about the blond who broke her arm raking leaves? ... She fell out of the tree...

Luckily, this little blond couldn't get up in the tree. She had to do her raking from ground level and she was determined to get those leaves just over her head.


When she wasn't able to rake those leaves out of the tree herself, she looked to me for help. "Martha, will you get the leaves?" As if there aren't enough on the ground already...

It looks like she was out doing the job alone, but she had plenty of help from the school bus kids, and everyone had a turn to jump into the leaf pile. Even Rocky.

Tomorrow Andrew is coming to play. I think I know what we're going to do.