They came, armed with rakes and sweatshirts and noble intentions. A determined band of eager reinforcements, representing six decades of age and energy on a brisk November day, set to tackle two acres of leaves.
A tarp was put into position with the help of extra hands,
and hauled leaf laden batches, like a sack of toys, out to the curbside
where they floated down into enormous piles, just waiting to dive into.
The boys hunted in the underbrush for twigs and bark to feed the bonfire.
A bushel and a peck of thanks to our reinforcements, Jake, Scott, and Peter, and to Heather, Jennifer, and Jason, the grown-up helping hands that gave so freely of their time and energy.
You warm our hearts and you’re the best!