That Dumb Broom

Well this has been a day of memories. I remember how much I hated to sweep things up. Poor Dave my son always got the task of sweeping when he was young. But you know something I think I did him a favor because he knows how to sweep now...

Today I took on the task of cutting the dead branches from the palm trees.

After I finish I was left with a pile of palm frongs...

that ended up in the garbage can. But you know what I hated more than spending 2 hours doing the job was sweeping up the small amount of leaves that were left when I finished the pile. Ah but alas...the outside vacuum cleaner...took care of the problem and the broom went in the trash...