Bless him, but tell me WHO ELSE vacuums up the fallen leaves from the trees? Really. Why not rake? Or blow? No, must be vacuumed. Not one spec of fall is to be left on the ground by the first snow.
So, the first dusting of snow has arrived.
Louis quickly ran out and all you hear in the kitchen is the subtle sounds of the leaf blower - in reverse!
An hour later, mission accomplished. All leaves are but a memory.
Until next fall.
I'm willing to wait! What a slow, meticulous process.
Louis is happy.
Drives me nuts.
(60)The Midnight Feast by Lucy Foley
8 hours ago
1 comment:
I hear ys - my crazy man does the SAME thing. My question is who the heck cares if there are a few (and I mean few) leave in the yard before the snow. Well now I know who cares Don and Louis! HA!
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