It’s early Tuesday afternoon, the 12th day of October, 2010. I have a headache and have had, except while sleeping, since yesterday evening. I’ve spent four, four and a half hours, total, using my new Stihl BR 380 D leaf-blower to clean up the thousands of leaves that’ve fallen in my yard over the past three weeks. Yesterday, I failed to use hearing protection, but this morning I did not again make that mistake. I wore ear protection that dulls the report of a garden variety assault-rifle, and found it sufficient to render bearable the Stihl’s loud engine.
I wish I had one hundred dollars for every leaf that falls in my yard every year. Later on I may post a photo I snapped showing the leaves piled at the curb. To look at the yard right now, however, you wouldn’t know I’d done a thing if it were not for the evidence of the leaves piled at the curb.
I should have bought the thing on wheels that looks like a large box-fan that is supposed to be useful in blowing large masses of leaves in one direction as it is moved by the operator back and forth across the lawn on its wheels.
In spite of the headache and sense of failed effort vis-a-vis the leaves in my yard, I wrote this weblog entry.