A Grower Perspective

 Today, the 6th of October, was the first frost of the year.  It’s an event that gets written on our calendar every year.  There is the first frost and then there is the first killing frost.  Killing frost takes out the tomatoes and shrivels up the pumpkin leaves, turns the annuals to mush and makes one sigh knowing that the summer garden is truly over and there is nothing you can do about it.

I cleaned out the living room on Sunday in preparation of moving all the house plants, which have lived on the porch since May, indoors.  I’m glad some instinct kicked in to remind me that yes it’s the time of year when it’s too cold outside for tender plants.  It’s always surprises me how many of them there are and how they are going to fit back into the house.  I had the furniture just how I liked it and now I have to shuffle everything around to accommodate plants.  I guess that’s what my life is about: plants. Loving them, caring for them, pampering them, admiring them and sometimes, though rarely, giving up on them and tossing them in the woods.