Falling Into Place

Today was a typical fall day at Casa Waters. I spent the day cleaning the house and baking while Stephen raked and tended to the yard (we're so 1950's-domestic). We all know he has the worse end of that deal. Wanna see why?

The left side of the fence is the backyard brush and
the right side is the front yard. Keep that in mind for later. 

 The leaf pile is looming.

And the best part is, this is just part of what's left in the back yard...

And here's the tree in the front yard. (Remember, everything on the right side of the fence is from this tree...) 

It's a joke, right? That tree doesn't even look like it's lost any leaves. But, in completely related news, if anyone wants to jump into enormous piles of leaves help Stephen bag all these suckers, well, you know how to reach us. 

Also, Anya wanted to say hi: 

Happy raking! 

Love,

Vanessa, Stephen, and Anya