Our garden is carpeted in leaves. We had absolutely lovely sunshine weather a few days ago, the kind that’s best spent outside, so T and I decided to hunt for a rake and do a little bit of tidying up in our lawn.
We couldn’t find one, what my husband found instead was his nan’s old small garden pea-rake. “Yep, that will do!” I said to him as I grabbed it and handed it to little T who seemed really excited about it. I promised that she could jump up and down in leafy piles after.
Hard at work with her great-grandmother’s small pea-rake.
And once she had a good pile of raked-leaves, she decided that it was a great burial ground for her baby.
I warned her though that children’s services would take the her baby away if they found out. That stopped her. She took Ella away from the pile and started raking again, till she had a good amount of leaves to jump in.
Don’t you just love watching them have fun in even the simplest ways?
My husband is right. We do need a leaf-vac.