Of Leaves and Elves

It's December 2nd, and winter is upon us here in New England. Temps in the teens, flurries, and a wintry mix predicted overnight.

My brother and I got up early in order to rake the leaves for the second time (leaf man came and vacuumed the leaves but the two front trees were still green at that time) so that they wouldn't be frozen to the yard until April.

The fruits of our labors produced a wall of leaves.

Then, we elfed the dogs. Not with the popular Elf-yourself (though we did that last week).