It's a bittersweet time of year. My last floral bouquets are on the windowsill above my sink. Now when I look out, I see a field full of frost and leaves that might or might not get raked. I've been stretching out the bouquets, removing dead flowers daily, until only one lone little bloom will remain. I'm not much for purchased flowers so these memories will have to suffice until next spring. 
The sunflowers are finished now - except for the bits left in vases. They'll be gone too soon, until next year. Time for a rest and time to find work inside that needs to be done. Goodness knows, there's gobs of it.
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It is sad to pick the last flowers of the season... We have one huge knob of a dahlia bud on the kitchen table, but it probably won't open. There is some coleus still hanging on... I just cleaned my workspace for the first time since spring-- you must be right about the indoor chores starting up!
This post really resonated with me today. I love autumn, but bittersweet it is, as the last leaves fall.
Last night was our first frost. I harvested my herbs and picked the green tomatoes. I am so grateful for the colors around me, because the end of summer is really a loss to me.
Harvest is a lovely word, though.
Your beautiful window/windowsill and those gorgeous and folksy vases - I love it all. This is a picture that could be blown up, framed and hung in a special spot on a wall.
Lindy in AZ where our seasons are way too subtle for my taste.
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