Just before the death of flowers,
And before they are buried in snow,
There comes a festival season
When nature is all aglow.
~ Author Unknown
Last week we had dewy mornings, this week the frost is here. When the frost arrives, it’s a warning that it may soon be gray and cold & boring and brown, it’s a tough trade off for the beauty of the seasons. I get so jealous of those who live in warmer climates when I’m putting on layer after layer and adding blankets to my bed, but mostly I’m so grateful for the warm beauty ✻ filled October days we had this fall. It has been ‘a festival season with nature all aglow’.