November Musings

Misty autumn day, cold rain falling, leaves scattering from the trees in a red-gold swirl.  The Alleghenies are veiled in the distance beyond the hazy hills above our meadow.  On my dining room table sits a box of tiger lily and tulip bulbs that need planting, should already be in the sodden ground.  I trust we'll have some fine sunny days yet that may entice me out into the garden before winter settles in.

Daughter Elise and I ordered the bulbs back in hot, muggy August when fall seemed but...