Wish you were here...

I absolutely love fall.  It is magical.   This week was perfect.   We received a lot of rain with none of the forecasted snow.  I am sure the plants will appreciate a soaking before they close down for the winter. 

We had family up for a good visit.  Usually, they come in the spring.  This year I suggested they come in the fall and enjoy the fall colors.   Luckily, the weather and the leaves cooperated.  Instead of watching tanagers we watched blue jays.  Phyllis made me some dish cloths and I am very appreciative.  I absolutely love homemade dish cloths.  They are so much better than the junk you get from a store.

The beekeeper also stopped by.  As you can see, it was a great year for the bees.  

These water droplets were frozen.  I couldn't stop taking pictures.   They were so breathtaking. 

Nature is an amazing artist.  The colors, shapes, and textures are both vibrant and rich.

Saturday was quite cold, so after a brisk walk, we went for a drive.  We found ourselves at the Moonshine Gulch Saloon.  Our stay was rather short as there was quite the baudy crowd inside.   I am not joking.   Pretty surprising for 2:00 in the afternoon in October. 

I would much rather spend peaceful time on the porch. 

While winter makes you rest and retreat,  autumn inspires and invigorates.  My husband and I have been taking walks almost daily.   It is a shame that winter hogs the majority of the days.  Fall always feels fleeting. 

My bulbs finally came.  Ella and I laid them out and planned our planting attack.  She sniffed them over to make sure they were fresh.  Of course during planting, Ella has my back in case our lion shows up.  We have been seeing our lovely lion weekly on the cameras.  

I cleaned out the greenhouse and put the rose garden bench inside, so could go there on warm winter days.

There seems to be some interest in my Hindu Rope Hoya.  It finally bloomed and I  thought I would share.  They don't smell, but it blooms for a long time. 

It is hard to get me inside on beautiful days like today.  I sat on the deck roasting marshmallows this evening, making smores, sipping hot cocoa, watching the deer in the meadow, and loving life.

Which season is your favorite and what do you love about it?  How do you celebrate?