“The RoseBouquet”

There is evidence if you’re alert to it. The trees are starting to shed their yellow leaves, the temperatures are cooler and the breezes and winds have a fall taste when I am outside. My garden plants are yellowing and falling over. Even one tall sturdy tomato plant over which I had placed a wire cage seems to have placed most of its fruit on the north side and yesterday I found it tilted over, cage and all.

Then this morning on the radio I heard that we can expect a serious frost the first week of September. What? Tomorrow? This week?

I’ve just checked with the weather network and don’t see any frost forecast but they’ve been wrong before.

I had noticed those signs of fall sneaking up, but had thought that I could go on for a few more weeks pretending it was still summer. I still wanted to show off my tall corn and so forth to some people who have not come to visit yet. But this implies that I should spend the coming Labour Day weekend out there harvesting my garden. Especially the tomatoes and the corn and the zucchini. The potatoes might survive the first frost if it’s not too serious.

My plans for a candle-making craft session with some friends on Saturday fell through. But that turned out okay for me, as I needed that time for some bookkeeping catchup. (I still need another Saturday too).

However, on Sunday I brought along my friend Shannon from church and we enjoyed some summa borscht from my crockpot and then went to the Appreciation Tea over at Western Tract Mission. I took along a bouquet of my bright and sunny marigolds.