I was able to make believe it was summer until yesterday. Last week, up near Rochester, New York (where I was visiting), temperatures were hitting in the mid-70's (22-24 Celsius), and I could pretend fall wasn't happening.
|With a "fall" filter but the leaves are truly changing|
Today it is breezy and cool. I am having to change out of my shorts and capris. And tomorrow night, we will have our first frost.
So today, I went around, and said farewell to my summer garden.
Farewell, dahlias. Soon, spouse will dig up your tubers and you will sleep sweetly through the winter.
Farewell, my pot of New Guinea impatiens and coleus.
Farewell, garden. I will think of you fondly as the cold winds turn even colder.
One day, the first snowflakes will drift through the air. I will put my shoes away and switch to boots.
And I will dream of this day, the day before the garden ended. And hope that spring comes quickly.
Day 9 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge.