PUT TO BED

Today was more like winter than mid fall:  Cold, windy and wet.  I wouldn’t be at all surprised if it freezes tonight…or snows…or both.

 

Thankfully, my “yarden” is all put to bed.  The hoses are picked up, drained and hung; more delicate bulbs have been dug and put into a box.

 

Some things will die now:  The basil, marigolds and zinias.  I’ll have to plant new ones next year.

 

Other things will go dormant:  The maple tree, delphinium, bee balm and such.  Then, when the soil warms and Spring’s happy call awakens them, they will send up new shoots and tender leavs.

 

A number of birds spend the winter here.  They will find seeds and other delightful bites, at least until the snow covers everything in its cold, white blanket.  Then, they’ll hang out in the elderberry bushes, chattering all at once, like the Ladies’ Aid Society having a gathering.

 

I am tucked in for winter, too.  The air conditioner is in the closet, replaced by a storm window; in fact all of the extra shelter of winter is in place.

 

There is a pile of quilts on my bed, instead of the one light blanket of summer.

 

I am not one to like salad all that much, once the weather turns cold.  Oh, maybe one on the side with hot food for the main course.  Soup, stew and pasta seem more appealing.

 

I like the change of seasons where I live.  Each one has its beauty.

 

Right now, while Autumn reigns, we have lovely days with plenty of sunshine mixed with chilly air; a sweater feels so good.

 

When Winter comes to stay for her season, there will be snowy days that call for favorite music and a pot filled with some yummy, warm comfort food on the stove.

 

Spring ushers in warmth, fragrance and new beginnings.  I especially love the smell as the earth thaws.

 

Then, Summer will arrive with her abundance and openness.  Neighbors come out of hiding to greet each other with such joy.

 

Now, then, is the cozy season, when plants and animals sleep; people gather indoors and the world grows quiet.

 

Good night, Yarden;  sleep well, little rodents who hybernate; see you in the Spring, bees who enjoy all the flowers, stay warm and safe, okay?

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