Sweating over autumn leaves

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It’s a fine autumn day, in tone at least though not according to the date, and the leaves are falling.  For the first time, with thanks to the Year of Sweat, I actually enjoy sweeping them up.  The stride of the broom is longer and stronger, thanks to my new found strength.

I noted that my neighbour has electrified his approach to autumn leaves.  Out came the leaf blower, then the lawn mower.

While I swept and scooped and squashed, manually, these crisp goldens into my green bins, he roared across the pile, again and again, with his lawn mower to break them up.  While I burnt calories and grew still stronger, he just used up electricity … unnecessarily?

Each season should contain experiences shared with no other season of the year.

Autumn is marked by our approach to falling leaves.

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