One of the most beautiful things about our house is the large Urban Ash tree in our front yard. Now that we are firmly entrenched in Oklahoma's version of autumn, our tree has lost all of its gorgeous yellow leaves. Because of the way the wind blows we do not have many of the leaves in our yard. Our neighbors (who have no trees, mind you) have a yard full of leaves. Makes raking nice for us.
We have all the beauty of the tree and none of the upkeep.
Every morning before the bus comes Max and Wild Thing play out in our yard while I watch and drink my tea. Last week when I came out I saw a new game:
That's not our driveway they're raking, it's our neighbor's. And we didn't have any leaves in our yard, but now you see the big pile by Wild Thing. I was so proud of my kids for seeing that a job needed to be done and doing it. I was proud that they were doing it for our neighbors since it was our tree after all.
Wild Thing: Hey mom! Look at us! We're raking!
Max: Yeah! We're making a big pile so we can jump in it!
Oh.
Not so much philanthropy as jumping necessity. I see.
