leaf work
Growing up one of the possible chores/punishments was raking the leaves. This was difficult because we have dozens of trees in the front and more in the back yard. If this has created an image of wonderful autumnal colors and a plethoral of climbing branches, you are sadly mistaken, for at the K house we have lame-o locust trees (think tall straight tree with quarter-size leaves).I always thought one of the great things about living in the city is that one didnt have to do things like rake leaves/ burn leaves (as we occationally did, but more often saw along trips to far off places like Damascus, MD). But apparently I am wrong. This past weekend, while walking
around Prospect Park I saw 3 separate groups of kids raking leaves in the public park. To give credit, one group was raking to accumulate a soft landing for the follow up jump. But the other 2 kids seemed to be content with the raking of several small piles (the begining of city-savy OCD?).The next day on my walk along Canal St, a woman had a 10gallon metal bucket. That alone is not so bizarre in Chi-town, but within this bucket, on the sidewalk, was a small fire. She was picking up leaves on the street and dropping them into the bucket, one at a time. . .perhaps she forgot her rake back in the apartment?
posted by gordian knot @ Wednesday, November 08, 2006
1 Comments:
You poor sole we worked you so hard. How many times did you rake leaves during your childhood---ah one.
By the way when you are home in two weeks, you can grab a rake and build yourself a pike and jump in.
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