The Sunday morning sky posted a warning--as did the weatherman--a freeze is on the way.
I've been moving tender plants in--though Justin will have to deal with the big ones--the Bay trees and a few others.
John and Justin have been working on the wood piles--we are currently well supplied. We no longer rely on wood but on our Monitor heaters--wood is a backup for power outages--and an indulgence on chilly evenings.
It's been a beautiful fall--I still have pictures of foliage to post. But I'm falling into that winter/cozy mode--thinking of soups and stews and reading by the fire. Maybe a little rum in my hot tea.
To everything there is a season.