It still doesn’t feel completely fall-like here given that we had 90+-degree weather in September, the fall leaf color is delayed, and the garden is still wildly flowering.
Purple asters showed up in our wildflower experiment:
Thistles are prickly and pink:
Lavander, grasses, and unidentified seed heads are not done waving their glorious selves in the wind:
I’m grateful for the long, slow transition from summer to fall around here, for the chance to hang out in the garden and be still.
But I’m ready for change. Ready for colder days and longer nights, for stew in a pot on the stove, and dinner indoors with friends. Ready for pumpkins and frost and the first snowflake.
The robins have showed up in our crabapple – they are also ready for change as they gobble up the ripening crabapples:
Hello, October. Happy to see you.
And a very happy birthday to my daughter, Abby, today!