Pat Shingleton: "Turning An Old Leaf...."
Autumn memories take me back to the removal of leaves from our property in Western Pennsylvania. Back then, Mom referred to it as the "rakin' of the leaves." Similar to Baton Rouge properties, neighborhood yards were layered with leaves due to wind direction and maple trees in adjacent yards. The leaf raking routine was an added chore and once raked, they were transported to the back of our property, separated into piles and burnt. The E.P.A. hasn't visited Wiley Hill where this process continues, even today. The smoke from those burning leaves sent skyward, on a breezy autumn day was not only
a seasonal transition but a subtle reminder that Fall was making its exit and the frigid winter winds were about to return. Another use - tomorrow.