Pulled out the annuals and the tomato plants today.
In the last week, the stems started blackening. One morning of frost and that’s the end for my delicate plants.
At least the leaves on the trees brighten up the day. And the sun.
But winter is a ‘comin’.
And although I know the next few days are supposed to be warm, I’ve pulled out the sweaters and the hats and scarves and gloves. Because I’ve lived in the Northeast long enough to know that winter begins to slip in in late October, early November.
Oddly, it felt good to pull those plants from the ground. For all my complaining about winter, I’m not sure I’d do well living in a place where the weather didn’t change with the seasons. Don’t get me wrong: I may not want to live in those places, but I have every intention of visiting at least one of them come December.
And hopefully again in January. And February. And if we have a winter like last year’s, maybe a March trip too.
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