First frost!

The season unfolds as it should. Leaves are falling. There is a smell of Autumn in the air. I'm whittling away at chores, just like Barry Beaver.

Guinivere guards the garden. The bright red leaves are the yellow primrose. The gift that keeps on giving!

  

This is the dogwood beside the primrose.

First frost, just a small one in low lying areas, like the back yard! Oct. 10th

Toadstools in the front yard, along with horse chestnuts. One must trod carefully.