December, 2007, our back yard. Please meet Old Red, Blackie and Little Red, taking a little break from a thousand hours of raking. I found out in a round-about way my children had named our rakes, discovered when they were fighting–yes, fighting!–over Old Red. Believe it or not, two named rakes didn't make this shot: Pete-the-killer-steel-rake and Big Bertha.
I wonder if naming them makes the work more fun?