Leaves

I have a couple of neighbors who complained to someone who told someone else who told me that they are not happy about me blowing leaves in the street that they seem to think end up in their yards.

Can you imagine someone else’s leaves in your yard?

In the fall?

Like first of all, how do they know whose leaves they are in the first place?

Are they labeled?

Do they watch the leaves blow from the street into their yards?

Do they count what’s in their yards and in the street?

Are they as concerned about the leaves that fall from their trees

into my yard?

Do they not have anything better to worry about?

I put up Christmas lights this weekend after I mowed up and cleaned up my yard.  I was hoping that one of them would in a politely obnoxious way come ask me to not blow my leaves into the street.  I was ready with any or all of the replies above.

But…

While I was working the lights, this thought came into my mind.

Why don’t you clean up the leaves in the street in front of your home?

Are you kidding?

And not be able to deliver a pithy penetrating shot or two that would show them that I was clever and cocky cool?

Not a chance.

Then to make things worse.

Why don’t you clean up the leaves in the street in front of their homes?

Maybe use the excuse that you could use it as mulch in your garden?

Stop, stop.

You’re killing me.

You’re asking me to model behavior that I say I want.

The same kind of behavior that reminds me of the people I consider heros…..

damn.