You're Throwing Away Free Soil Every Fall (My Japanese Mother Never Bags a Leaf)

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If every fall ends with a row of bags at the curb and a mulch bill in April, this is where those leaves should have gone: www.thesmallgardenbook.com
The Small Garden has the Leaf Contract, the morning sweep under my mother's persimmon, and the tree pruned small that sized her November fifty years in advance.
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I grew up in a Japanese house. I've now lived in America longer than I lived in Japan.

Everyone assumes a Japanese garden stays tidy through autumn because somebody there is more disciplined. It isn't discipline. It's tonnage: one small tree, kept small on purpose, and one corner that has taken every leaf it dropped for as long as I can remember.

This walks through five places your leaves can go besides the curb, from the one your mower can handle this weekend to the version for a lot with no room at all. And at the end, the corner of my mother's garden where every leaf of my childhood went, and why she has never needed a bag.

I'll hand America this one: in fire country, the fire agency's rules on roofs, gutters and the first five feet outrank my mother's pile, and most of the yard waste this country collects ends up composted at a scale her street never could. This is oak-and-maple country's episode; in the dry West, half of it flips and the fire rules come first.

If you make it to the end, leave one word in the comments: done. And tell me what your town does with leaves, and if anyone in your family kept a leaf pile, tell me where it was and whose job it was to carry the leaves there.

By https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EE9UDxKJwcM