It is almost dark on the night when the first frost will visit. Not that it is not an integral part of the circle of life, yet doom it is to so many. This cosmos, for example,
was late in being planted. It managed one bloom, but will not seed. Tomorrow it will have fallen. Next to it some blue flower, also late planted, also bloomed but will not seed.
I have taken also a photo of the sky under which is here.
It’s almost as if it could snow. May the winter be gentle to you, dear readers, and the spring find you strong and ready.