Where the Leafman lives

It's scarier than the last time I walked by.

I should have expected it as our last few leaf bags disappeared before pickup on Monday morning. Walk by carefully as the brambles come right to the edge of the sidewalk. They might be wild raspberries but I've always been afraid to pick and taste.

Bags piled up to the windowsills and along the front porch. Loose leaves are knee high.

This is what you see as you walk up to his front door.

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