I was wondering the other day if there was anything I hated more than fireworks. For a long time I couldn't think of anything, dogs and irresponsible dog owners maybe, and then a neighbour's gardener started using a leaf blower. Ah yes, there it is. Leaf blowers. Is there a more wasteful or more fruitlessly egregious and irritating device than a leaf blower? I mean fireworks are right up there, but in the pantheon of pointless human invention I believe leaf blowers occupy a higher spot.
It went on for hours, a whining petrol-driven two stroke, a cheap moped on a stick. People who own these things know that much of the population now works from home right? The guy doing the blowing had pro-grade ear defenders, he wasn't bothered. The rest of the street had to suffer all morning as he moved individual leaves from one part of the garden to another. I'm not sure he ever then swept them up so presumably he'll be back next week for another go.
Yesterday a different neighbour stepped out into his garden purposefully. You guessed it. Cue several hours of revving and sputtering as he too got to work on the leaves on his lawn and flower beds. He has a leaf vacuum so its a slightly different noisy approach, but then yesterday evening there was some heavy rain.... and so when I looked out this morning his garden was once again covered in leaves. These tree things are such a pain in autumn, honestly. I mean what exactly did he think was going to happen? He's out there again as I type...
My garden also suffers from the curse of trees that selfishly drop leaves all over the ground once a year. I've had a cunning plan though. I am going to wait for the trees to finish dropping their leaves, and then I am going to go outside and sort them out in one go. With a rake. While singing at the top of my voice.