Normally, by now, we would have had some snow in my part of upstate New York. Check out the stats for Binghamton, New York, here. Below average snow. Above average temperatures.
Not that I m complaining.
Normally, the sun is a stranger at this time of year. But not this year.
A mild sunrise on Friday, as I participated in what Americans call Black Friday-a day of shopping bargains.
I would not have taken an exercise walk in nearby Binghamton (still trying to shake off a sickness I've had for the past week) and heard birds singing and a lawnmower starting. And, when I got back I would not have seen what I call my too-late mum, finally blooming. It's one of several hardy mums I bought last year. All of them survived our harsh winter, and bloomed - but this one, apparently, didn't get enough sun.
So the buds hung on and hung on and never opened. Until this past week, when the too-late buds finally decided to open, and were immediately hit by a freeze.
Guess this plant will be moved next year.
In a normal year, I would have been letting autumn go.
But not this time. It's not the nature of things. Things don't seem right. Things are not in balance.
Today, I don't care.
I'm enjoying the sun. And hoping against hope that the snow will not come. Well, maybe just a little. And then, it will be time for spring.
This is day 29 of NaBloPoMo.