After all of my work cleaning up pine straw and fallen leaves on Sunday,
I was looking forward to opening the back door this morning
and stepping out onto a clean deck.
But it seems my work was for naught.
Overnight, there was a little breeze, a little rain,
and a lot of fallen leaves all over every surface.
The leaf cover was more than this:
But not as much as this:
It was a little more like this:
Even so, it was more than I wanted to see.
But that's why they call it "Fall."