I took Friday off last week and thought I might do some garden cleanup — cut back perennials, turn the compost — but I didn’t. I read instead. I finished The Weird Sisters and started Jane Eyre, and really, that’s all I wanted on a cold windy weekend. To lay under blankets and read novels.
Maybe over the Thankgsiving break I’ll take care of the garden. For now I’m publishing photos of the garden in November so that come spring I’ll be able to show the vivid contrast of new life.