The Leaves and I

When I went down the driveway 

I heard a lot of noise.

It sounded like 

someone raking leaves into a large pile.

Rustle, Rustle, Rustle!

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I checked!

Wonder what they're looking for?

Over there?

Oh, it's their doggie, Morgan!

Path not raked.

Path raked.

Well, started.

From the gate to the first bend.

Driveway not raked.

Part of the driveway raked.

From the middle out to where the rock stops and the dirt starts.

Part of the driveway to the gate not raked.

Part of the driveway raked.

I have to re-rake this again tomorrow

before I start on the rest of the driveway.

There is still a layer of old leaves stuck to the rock.

I much prefer raking the dirt paths

because raking over the rock

takes a lot of time

while I try not to rake up rock with the leaves.

When I moved here

I could not see the neighbor's house.

But since all the clearing to cut down the fire danger

their house is visible.

I did mull over the quilt design

while I was raking.

But, still no firm ideas yet.

Smiles