Turn out the lights

The party’s over

They say that

All good things must end

Call it tonight

The party’s over

It froze last night….

I am always rather sad this time of year. (the first killing frost time)

A bitter sweet sadness always take over on me.  Although, I enjoy the thought of no more dragging the hose to water, and weeding the gardens, it also means that the dark, dreary days of winter are looming just ahead.

Time to think of putting everything to bed….digging the tropical plants and storing them in the basement, cleaning up the walkways of weeds, picking up all the garden ornaments and the summer furniture.

Out in the fields Terry and I will be adjusting pipe and I will gather and bring in and store the siphon tubes for another winter.

The good thing about the freezes is the field corn will start to get closer and closer to drying down for harvest.  Depending on the how fast everything dries down harvest will start sometime this month.

Happy Sunday,

Linda