When I went to bed last night, it was muggy and warm. It was only 59 degrees, but it rained. And boy did it rain. The lightning flashed and the thunder rolled. This morning, the air is cool and crisp at 51 degrees. We'll get into the 70s today with 30s tonight.
Lots of leaves are still hanging on. It's windy today. They won't last long.
The sky is that beautiful Carolina Blue people write songs about.
The cabbage, collards, and broccoli are doing well. They must have enjoyed the rains.
There are figs that will never ripen.
Confederate Rose might have enough time.
Lots of aphids on the Butterfly Weed.
Today and tomorrow I'll spend most of my time splitting wood. It's going to be a long winter.