@3Berries...I've been thinking about this ever since I first read it. My thoughts go to the beautiful day, maybe a reefer, 50 degrees, and sunny, sounding great and makes me smile. Then I think of the rake. And something happens with my mental picture of this perfect day that even the reefer doesn't help. I've got some rakes. A leaf rake, a handmade garden rake, and some collapsable PoS that I bought at a fair, you know, to get into all those tight spaces. But my hats off to you because try as I might I cannot get into the tranquil raking as you have so eloquently described. I think I will simply have to draw some satisfaction from the mental picture of you raking on that beautiful day...and that's OK. Thanks for the comment...and I mean that.