Here come the leaves again..

To get the correct effect of the title you must hear Annie Lennox circa The Eurhythmics in the 80s singing "Here Comes the Rain Again" in your head. Wiki says she's been called the greatest white soul singer in the world. Perhaps that's why her song so channels my feeling of the blues when I think about The Fall. Her song is what I heard yesterday when I had the urge and the energy to fire the first salvo against the "Rain of the Nine Trees", as this years war against the nine trees in my yard shall be called. Somehow the annual ritual of of keeping my yard clear of the previous years growth is a tad more fun to think about when Annie's voice is ringing in my head. Actually the words from the song transpose well too:

"Here comes the (leaves) again/
Falling on my head like a tragedy/
Falling on my head like some new emotion"

I've made a promise to myself: this year they will not get more than a couple of inches thick in my back yard. That's the best I can do. My emerald zoysia grass makes me lazy in the summers because it is soooo low maintenance. Whoever's considering new sod needs to get some of that emerald zoysia.

Tell me some of your fall yard ups and downs.