Thursday, October 11, 2012

The First Frost


Don't look to me for mature adult behavior when winter approaches--  at the first sign of frost  I 'm ready to go into kicking and screaming mode.
Eventually I concede that  it's inevitable  and get on with it.
 
The first heavy frost also  signals it's time to finish up the in the garden.
 
The Virginia Creeper  is fading fast but right now it's a joy to behold.
The deck is buttoned up and ready

The China berry vine forces humans to dip low to pass under, but not clipping it means more berries for the birds. 
The roses continue to bloom their little heads off to the last second .

Next, those snow tires will have to be installed, but you have to wait until your nose tingles with that snow-is-coming sensation. 
Solemn heads wag knowingly, telling me that the special gripping effect on the tires will wear off if they are running over warm pavement.
Or is that just a guy thing?

 

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