10/11/2025
There is something about the evening before the first expected frost, where I find I can’t soak up enough of looking at all the flowers- marveling at their intricate patterns, colors, fragrances, and beauty, while gathering up armfuls of blooms to treasure and share a bit longer. I harvested a modest amount. After picking the last of the tomatoes, we moved the rabbits to their winter home in the barn and made sure the strawberry patch had a fresh layer of straw. I found myself wondering if frost would make an appearance. Shortly before bed, I noticed the temperature had dipped significantly, and decided to go back out in the moonlight and harvest some more. Wishing you beauty and warmth as we move into this new season.