The Last Rose of 2024
That title sounds like a potential work of fiction, with a bit of alteration. Night before last we had our first frost, a pretty heavy one. The rose was so pretty with the frost on it; a rather bittersweet sight. This time of year the bugs are dormant, so it was able to bloom very prettily, and you can see another bud there in the background. But I guess that one isn't going to get a chance to bloom. At the moment, 6:30 AM, it is 34 degrees out, and might be a bit frosty, but at least it's not a hard freeze. I'd brought in everything that needed brought in; the sweet potatoes, onions, spaghetti squash and all of the pumpkins, decorative and otherwise. I need to get on top of it and get the pie pumpkins baked down and in the freezer. I just haven't had the time. Seems like every week there is another project or two or three to get done. Today I am going to go help Gary with a well job because the guy who usually helps him, Doug, is processing walnuts. Indeed.