Can you remind me again what fall feels like? How it smells...the nip in the air...actually looking forward to being in the kitchen making soup and baking pies?
You see we have forgotten here in the Southern California all about the wonders of autumn.
I drove across the San Gabriel Valley into the San Fernando Valley to pick up my grandson yesterday at 3:00 in the afternoon and the thermostat registered as high as 111 degrees. That my friends is beyond hot...that is just plain make me cry real tears, mean.
So can you lucky people with real seasons tell me what your weekend was like? And then in February when I am cutting flowers in my garden, I'll tell you all about spring.
I did manage to find these beauties in my otherwise parched back garden. Just goes to show there is beauty to be found even in the midst of a heatwave, if we look beyond the weeds to find it.