Frost

The sight of frost this morning was jarring.

The autumn sun so low, feeling like I could swat it if I had a running start.

While I could see winter sneakily approaching through my back woods, autumn is all like “I ain’t going anywhere yet.”

I wish morning frost was available year round. It beautifully outlines the leaves and stems.

This is only one reason why we don’t cut down the perennials until spring.