Can anything beat a crisp, sunny fall day in Canada? Not to my mind… although my son and granddaughter, the skiers, would argue for a Canadian winter as their favourite. Walking through the woods nearby, especially the deciduous ones, is a delight I relive each autumn as if it’s the first time.
My humble garden puts on her best clothes as if to say bienvenue to Winter.
Even the plants after a first frost take on one last display of frost kissed beauty.
Who could compare this to the Winter that awaits us just around the corner…Well maybe a couple of people I know!