I love this time of year for many reasons. It is a time of change and mix of temperatures and weather and an overall jumble of Mother Nature. I came home last week to find my rose bush blooming...again. This bush is always surprising me with a blush of color against the old white boards. It is such a beautiful image juxtaposed with newly fallen leaves and piles of acorns. I hope you can see the fall shadows and cool air in these photographs.
It is hard to believe that these blooms were bitten Sunday evening by our first frost. A hard frost. I awoke to find a bright moon and the whitewash of ice all over the grass and fields. I could see my breath as I took a deep, happy sigh. Cold. Finally cold. Sigh. Yes, I am one of those. I welcome the cold temperatures. I am most happy for rosy cheeks and thankful for the blooms.
What makes you happy this time of year? Have you had your first frost yet?