Bert lives up the street from us – he has the most beautiful Liquid Amber tree in his garden. It’s huge and towers over nearly all the trees in the street and does a great job shading his house from the afternoon sun in the Summer. It’s just visible from my laundry window – not that I stand there all that much – but it’s quite nice to look at when the leaves turn red in the Autumn.
I know where they come from but wouldn’t have the heart to complain. For many years I would trundle my barrow up the street and gather up all the leaves for the compost but Bert’s wife retired recently and with time to spare has been doing a sterling job at collecting them herself.