As the weather turns chillier in the evenings, I find myself feeling nostalgic and wistful at the idea of saying goodbye to our fruitful plants. I am hoping to save the strawberry plants and our jasmine vine inside this winter, perhaps even keep the geranium that is a graft off of my dad's prized plant. I suddenly understand my father's perennial autumn pacing between his garden and garage, covering and carrying plants to safety to help them survive the first few frosty nights of fall. Until the hard freeze arrived, he could never quite say goodbye to his carefully crafted garden. I now understand, because neither can I.
p.s. Thanks, as always, to the Simple Woman's Daybook for the inspiration for Daybook entries. This time around, my Daybook will be more of a weekbook, hopefully one entry one day at a time.