For every thing, there is a season

[jhetley]

Just relocated a few bushels of maple leaves (with an admixture of maple seeds and leaflets from ash and mountain ash) from the side yard to along the back fence.  I remain serene in the knowledge that when Wife returns from work this afternoon, she won't be able to tell the difference . . .

Then went out for a walk, accompanied by the chatter of chickadees and cawing crows.  Breezy, temperature around 50 F, so a bike ride didn't seem desirable.