Except for the mountains of limbs, sawed pines and hardwood trees, leaves, other debris the part of town I live in is more or less back to normal. County employees went back to work this week, libraries opened, schools will resume October 1, most parks have reopened, power is restored, roads are cleared, stores are open.
So having had basic repairs– roof, fencing –made I looked to normal fall maintenance chores around the house.
There are no leaves on the trees. They all blew off in the storm. I have already raked up what was on the ground, three 40-gallon trash bags. There is a section of rain gutter that got dinged when my neighbor’s tree fell on my garage so I got out the ladder to fix it.
Not a hard fix, but while up there I saw where all the rest of the leaves went and got down off the ladder to get a pair of gloves to clean out the gutters.
very few leaves on the trees
This is normally not a difficult job but these houses in this neighborhood are very close together, maybe 15 feet apart, so getting a ladder angled to rest where I can climb up and reach the leaves is not possible in some places.
I am over 60 years old. Getting creative to clean out gutters is no longer the adventure challenge it once was. One side of the house is far from the house on that side so it was no problem. The other side afforded no possible way to set the ladder against the house except almost vertically. I eyed the root-hardened ground where I’d likely fall and decided against it. The neighbor’s 8-foot privacy fence however had a four-inch wide cap along it which I was able to climb on and reach the leaves. Not optimal conditions but it worked.
And those gutters were full. There was a small tree growing in one spot.
I don’t mind doing small home maintenance jobs: replacing refrigerator gaskets, changing air conditioner filters, repairing doorknobs, installing ceiling fans. Saving money has always been something of a game to me, to see how much I can do at the least expense, but climbing around on ladders 12-15 feet off the ground may be beyond me at this point.
Rescue dogs Lily and Lulu stretched out on the fresh, green grass in the sun while I climbed up and down. They always stay close by when I get involved in a strange project. I think they know I must need to be watched. Should something happen I have no idea what they’d do about it, but they would at least be there to see it happen.
Fortunately this afternoon, nothing happened.
a very pretty flower bloomed
“Consider how the wildflowers grow: They don’t labor or spin thread…” –Luke 12:27