One of the fun things Liane and I have had to deal with every year since we got our first home is the annual ritual of raking leaves. Unfortunately, as we're both rather lazy in the leaf-raking department, we usually have to trick-, er, talk Emerald into doing it for us.
It amazes me, really, just how many leaves end up under the tree and all over the yard at the end of the year. In the front yard alone Emerald managed to pile up a huge pile. Of course, what good is a pile of leaves if you can't jump on in and have a party?
