all the plants have come inside. as the temps are going below 40 at night. they live crowded around the few south-facing windows in the house. I brought some basil in, though I know it won't last long. as well as rosemary, parsley, oregano & thyme.
the porches are bare. and the leaves are beginning to fall--which is good, as I'm planning to rake them over the beds for the winter.
my old house is cold. as they all are. and suddenly, it has become time to shuffle around in slippers and sweaters. (dreaming of a wood-burning stove.)
and fight the constant desire to bake warm (& sweet) things.