We took the leaves from all our lawns
And piled them up next door.
Kids and dogs dove in to play,
But the neighbor chased us all away.
He must not know how to have fun.
Written by Patrick S. Stemp
Illustrated by Anita Soelver
Playing in a giant pile of leaves looks like a lot of fun in pictures, but is much less so in real life. Cold, wet, dirty leaves. Blech.
I don’t rake them. I mow them into mulch. It takes a lot less time than bagging them to be composted by the city.
When the first colors of Fall appear, I start looking for an exit strategy, a cave to hide in until Spring.
This was a lot of fun to draw, but it took quite some time. So many leaves!
Wouldn’t it be great to have a pile of leaves to jump into, and just stay there until spring? Sad to see the first snow already, knowing that a loooong winter is ahead of us. Trying to comfort myself by thinking of hot cocoa, books, and the chance to revisit some of my favorite movies, while I’m buried under a pile of blankets 🙂