So, I’ve always loved the fall. When I was a little girl, we had a huge oak tree out in the front yard (with a tire horse swing and everything). It generated about 22+ large garbage bags of leaves every year. One of my favourite past times was building leaf forts and pathways through the leaves… Not to mention hours of throwing the leaves around, flopping into them, wrestling with my yellow lab, Nickey… Good times.
Anyways, I raked the leaves while I was at my mom’s for American Thanksgiving. I’m such a good child (when I wish to be).
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