This is what the end of summer looks like.
Our first freeze is about to land on us – hard. The kitchen herb garden has been tucked-in and, with any luck, we’ll still be harvesting fresh thyme, rosemary, sage and parsely on mild winter days when the snow cover isn’t too heavy. All of the roses and lavender have been picked. The front porch is filled with firewood instead of our summer breakfast table.
Change is in the air, and in the light. Eight more days.