Living in Buchanan for 6 years meant no yard. So when we took this house for a few months, having the grass cut was especially wonderful, for me anyway, not the guy cutting it.
Burning leaves along the roadway is a hazard, but I still love driving through the open country and enjoying one of the more prevalent scents of autumn. I vividly recall burning leaves along the enbankment of our yard when we were growing up. The kids got to rake them from the yard to the bank and mom and dad were in charge of pulling them over the edge and controlling the fires. We would smell the burning leaves for days afterward. And the charred bank would grow back nice and green every spring.