Saturday, November 21, 2009

Under a pile of leaves

I'm just putting off the leaves really.
It's just after 9AM on saturday...last night I did the back yard (8 giant bags of leaves) and today, since it might rain I really need t get to the rest of the yard.
Thing is, I really and truly hate raking the leaves. BUT if I don't, in the spring I'll be a sick little asthmatic wheezer from leafy mold and they will be even harder to pick up, as they'll turn to dust...I suppose I'm blessed to still be able to do this on November 21. Usually by now we're in a winter wonderland, but our initial snow came and went and it's been unseasonably warm...ish. It's about +5. Very strange.
In my hunt for interesting (and avoid leaves) I've come across this: an Iranian protest poster, here, at the ever lovely Annie Atkin's Tumbler. I love the colours and the image inspires me, even tho I don't quite know what it's about...The thought of 8 or 9 more bags of leaves interspersed with vines that I'll have to fight and lift and pull all round to get at the leafy bits is keeping me hare all warm in my PJs with a cup of coffee and a cat. BUT I should get to it. We have lots of trees...and lots of leaves. Nothing for it really...
Somehow J has always managed to get out of the leaves part of the yard. Sneaky...
AFTER that I have lots else to do inside. Whenever J goes away for the weekend I usually go crazy catching up on chores. I've still got a whole lot to do, but if I'm good, it's a belated birthday dinner and santa claus parade tomorrow. I didn't go with him as I have lots to do...and really - 4 weekends in a row away is just too much. I need my bed and my home and my cats...ans there's a month worth of chores to catch up on!
It will be odd having a christmas parade with no snow. Warmer, yes, but odd. I'll be going with my J's sis and their little one. I'm not sure if their girl Zoe (who is 1) will know what's up yet, but she and I will enjoy the parade for her...sis-in-law has said having a child is wonderful as you get to do all the childish things you love with no guilt, and watch your child enjoy them for the first time, just as much as you do. Sounds great to me. I just act like a child whenever I please. I suppose that makes me eccentric...:)
If I can get my act together I may wander and find Zo-Zo her birthday gift...AFTER the leaves.
*sigh*
Anyone want to rake my front yard?

2 comments:

grapecat said...

it's a great poster, isn't it? I've been really fascinated by the portrayal of the Iranian demonstrations over the past 6 months or so - alot of the photos featured in UK papers have been of women - many of them very striking in that you don't tend to see women with agency - ie active - let alone shouting and openly defiant. i've been cutting out a few of the press pictures in the last months - there's such resonance in them, isn't there? i suppose it could be because of the dissonance between the image we have in our minds of middle eastern women, but i personally i think it resonates with me because i know this is what women are. what humans are.

good luck with the leaves...

Anonymous said...

One of the childish things I do is ignore leaves... let them drift where they will, except for a little kicking and being sorted through for conkers. :-) Once I did go out and started to sweep up a particularly deep heap of leaves, and disturbed a snoring hedgehog. It left. I still feel the guilt...

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