It happened - frost that is. I brought in every plant I could. On Saturday morning, all the tender plants were brown. It had to happen - it always does. But it does make me sad. No more pretty flowers until next spring.
That sadness aside, the light is incredibly beautiful at this time of year.
Beau and Sadie are settling in and know the daily routine. Each morning starts out with a walk through our three fenced pastures. The puppies are pretty much all business - once they get into the fields, it is nose to the ground all the time. Once in a while they find something disgusting to eat.
Once we walk all the pastures, we head back up the hill. They usually chase each other and act like over enthusiastic puppies - as they should.