Birdo was doing cleaning around her summer home in the Maple Treeway, managing to make the place sparkle greatly. As Birdo finished cleaning the last of her windows, she headed outside, to see the piles of collected leaves. She looked up to see one of the trees that towered over her house, having the last of the deciduous leaves, which fell off at the push of a gentle north breeze.
"Well, this calls for the good old broom," Birdo insisted as she went back inside and got her broom, using it to push the leaves together to make a pile.
It took five minutes and seventy eight seconds, but she managed to form another nice pile of leaves, joining the other six piles of leaves made earlier. Grinning, Birdo went inside and got out her leaf bags out, putting the dropped leaves into the bags and closing them up. Having the seven piles of leaves all confined within seven bags each, Birdo smiled as she cleaned her hands and sat on the porch, reading a book.
"Oh, how I love Autumn Cleaning..." Birdo assured as she sighed of relief, the nice temperature making the porch a pleasant place to relax.