The seasons in Texas are off by about 6 weeks from the Arkansas seasons of my youth. When we returned from our Christmas vacation we found that the leaves had finally fallen from our oak trees. Which means, for the most part, fun! One afternoon the boys and I (and our neighbor girl) raked one side. And on that weekend Dan and the boys did the other side.
No, grown men should not jump into leaf piles of this size. Dan had a sore tailbone for a few days following!
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