Yesterday morning, we dressed early in anticipation of our boots crossing the first frosty crunch of the year. They did not. By the light of a flashlight the night before I plucked all the tomatoes green, yellow, red, or otherwise and peppers the same, just in case. All that remains is the flowers, winter squash, some straggler carrots and onions, and our new batch of lettuce-y greens.
And look, we are not the only ones who think our flowers have something special. They are officially world champions.
But it turns out up here on this hill we get to stretch out summer right until the very end. The equinox is upon us very soon, and with it comes the overwhelming last hurrah from mother nature. My absolute favorite. She is decked out in gold and purple like its her coronation, and her costumes do not cease to amaze. We are storing up her sights in the root cellars of our soul; Saving these sweet, crunchy moments for the coldest of days which are surely upon us.
enjoy your weekend. breathe deeply in this autumn air.