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Guess who made an appearance today?
Old lady winter revealed herself overnight and with authority. While the snowfall was insignificant, it did make for a nice, albeit short, display:
But it wasn't really about the snow at all. It was all about the frigid temps and the severe winds.
I raced to bring the rosemary and a small plug of mint into the garage so they could be saved from the harsh conditions, knowing they would ultimately end up indoors for the winter. By the time I was done with that task, I couldn't feel my hands and had a sweet snot moustache. Good times.
Once what little snow we had melted, the winds took hold and have yet to stop. As bad as the winds are, I find myself entertained by the dancing ornamental grasses:
When we say grasses provide movement in the garden, this is the extreme.
In fact, check this out if you like watching grasses dance:
Think the grasses are scared? Hell to the "no". They'll bounce back.
One last thing. And let's step back into fall for a minute.
We spent this past weekend in Connecticut with family (with hospitality like no other from J&N) and had a chance to visit my wife's cousin at Quinnipiac University. There is absolutely nothing like a New England autumn and nothing like a New England college in autumn.
Here are a few pics I snapped along the way.
While I may have put the family in danger by taking this photo on a narrow side road near the school, with cars flying by in all directions, it was definitely worth it:
The tree colors on campus were off the charts:
Consider me a new fan of all Quinnipiac sports based solely on their use of grasses:
The views from all over the campus are extraordinary:
And coming from someone who has so few mature trees on their property, I have severe leaf envy:
Oh the compostable possibilities.
We are expected to get back into the 60's next week so I'm sure I'll be all autumn-loving again real soon.
John
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