It's chilly, the lawn is covered in wet leaves, I'm almost out of brown-paper leaf bags and there's plenty else to do. Including the gutters, also covered in wet leaves -- as is the roof, so I'll be working the gutters from a ladder instead of the quicker way from the steeply-pitched roof.
On the up side, it's supposed to be sunny today.
Next life, conifers.
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