This is the hardest season for me to make the transition to.
Fall to Winter
The last of the pumpkins are roasted,
and the gourds and corn decorations are fed to the chickens.
The garden is dark and bare…
but not for long.
Fresh pine, pine cones, and touches of red.
That’s the day we post a black and white photo, right?
I think I was in denial,
The chairs didn’t quite make it to storage.
It was a pretty snowfall this morning,
and I found signs of garden visitors.
Perhaps he was looking for a Winter home.
Please don’t eat my pear trees–like you did last year!