It's funny how leaves used to be so much fun when you were a kid. They were something to play in, or kick up in the air as you walked to school. Remember how the Peanuts gang was always jumping into a big pile of leaves in the comic strips?
Now that we're adults, leaves are the enemy! They're a problem to be dealt with – either raked, bagged and trucked away, or simply ground up by the lawn mower.
Growing up on the west side of Lorain, leaves weren't much of a problem in our yard. The amount of leaves that collected in our front yard would have fit in a lunch bag. (Not that we would have raked them anyway. Just getting my brothers and me to mow the lawn was hard enough for my parents.)
For those of you who live in the warmer climates of the country, the reason I'm mentioning leaves today is because it seems that all of the leaves dropped in the area in the last week or so. Which means I spent a large part of my weekend grinding them up with the mower (and have the aches and pains to show for it.)
To see how pretty the leaves were just a few weeks ago, click here to visit the Chronicle Telegram's autumn color photo collection. (By the way, the photo at the top of this blog entry is of good ol' Mill Hollow.)