Alfred Hitchcock's "The Leaves"

I raked a bunch of leaves yesterday, and Ian helped me bag them-- and now, today, there are even MORE leaves all over our front and back lawn, it's like I never raked them-- the leaves just keep on coming, an onslaught of leaves, there's nothign you can do to stop them-- AND, to add insult to injury, it's hot and humid outside, not at all raking weather . . . so I made a pronouncement to my wife, the household, and the neighborhood in general: "I am not raking any more leaves until it's cold and crisp out!" . . . also, pro-tip: if you wait a while to rake your leaves, sometimes it gets really windy and the leaves blow off your lawn and down the street and they are no longer your responsibility.