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Yesterday I spent a couple of hours raking the front yard. It felt good doing honest work outside. The air was crisp and I wanted to be out of the house, just for a short while. Most of the time, my weekends aren't my own. But this -- raking leaves, of all things -- was my choice. I wasn't told to do it. It wasn't pushed on me. It was relaxing, sort of like dancing in its own way with a silent, efficient partner.Labels: autumn, fall, leaves, raking
posted by rekkidbraka @ 12:32 AM
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