Wednesday, November 9, 2016
Just a Note
To record that I picked this bouquet of flowers from the garden today, the ninth of November. We had a little frost here this AM but not enough to kill the bachelor's buttons, nor the cosmos.
Today, I have an amazing quiet afternoon to brainstorm the holiday decorations. Christmas decor of snow covered pine trees on black boards and sparkly pine and berries and lights.
With the sun casting long shadows on the green grass and brown leaves outside because the days are so short, I ask, where is the frost? Where the ice to skate on Thanksgiving Day coming up as we used to do?
Nevertheless, the holidays are approaching and I'm getting excited about meal plans and parties accordingly.
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