Ahem. I have a sad story to tell you; it's a story that's never been told...

When I was a kid and playing outdoors I often left my stuff out when I came inside the house at night or when rain threatened. You know why? Because I knew the brother just older than I (I had four brothers) would gather it up and bring it in.

I say: Just toss the stuff in the fencerow(s) and tell her that you saved it from harm.