Thanks. bless your heart that you have a hand mower. I wish more people did. Here, acrosss the street there was a nervous looking little man pushing leaves about with one of those ineffectual noise-makers that blow a lot of hot air and sound like a big truck. Now, later, it's rained ... and there are leaves everywhere.
Chilly, but still pleasant, with a sweater and hot water. What a miraculous wonky world. You get the heat, and get to enjoy a big fruit salad. I had a baked apple, and blueberry kombucha.