There is a bite in the air, the breeze is a bit more forceful and penetrating, dampness is seeping in. The sun comes and goes. It is finally feeling like fall. Even the water in the birdbath was frozen this morning, although we have yet to experience a hard freeze.
Inside, the Thanksgiving cactus is blooming its heart out. My ex-father-in-law was quite proud when his xmas cactus sprouted 17 buds. This baby puts that one to shame, plus no plant torture involved. I hightly recommend this houseplant.
Clio likes to lie under the pineapple sage and snap at the bees. The inevitable occurred, just like it has happened before: she caught one. Notice the droopy face? She couldn't eat her supper.
I think I will have to mow one more time before the season is over. Then it will be time to plug in the birdbath and fill the bird feeders. Definitely a change of seasons.


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