Worth a laugh?

Feb 15, 2010 by Naomi.

Well it is laughable anyway, working frantically to get the leaves into the garbage can for the next pickup. As if they won’t wait another week. After all it has been four months since the trees shook them off, and more than two months since capricious winds brought them dancing into my yard. I shouldn’t fuss. At least I don’t have to chop them off with a big machete like Danny did last week in trimming dead fronds off his palm trees. Took lots of energy for me to rake wet leaves into piles and lift them up over the rim of the yard waste can I pay the city many dollars a month to haul to the land fill. They are just maple and sycamore leaves as big as my hand or more. Compared to those palm fronds they are like grains of sand. I think Danny had six fronds to put in his yard waste bin. And that is when I laughed. Right there in my front yard I laughed right out loud. Never dawned on me that my neighbors might think I’d gone berserk. They’ve seen me up on my roof cutting overhanging limbs off my big Douglas Fir and raking gravel in the driveway. Never ever laughing like a hyena or a jackass. Well tough. I put my hand up to my ear and laughed into a cell phone. They couldn’t tell I was talking to my wrist. I barked brisk orders to my secretary like the business men did at the airport. That was worth a laugh.

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