Winter has definitely settled among the autumnal leaves scattered in the garden. I’ve been sitting outside warming my soul by the fire, and I should give you a tour of the quieted winter garden, for the merry season of the year has born... like the bright berries on the cherry tree.
And I will... I will show you around soon, but the last glories of this past fall—October, are forcing me to show you how the garden looked just a few weeks ago.
It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.
Then... there are the last roses of the year. Hanging from their branches like tissue paper roses right before the petals drop.
They truly do become art specimens... like the jewels on a woman on a vintage painting...
I hope you all are doing good... be happy be close to the real source of happiness!