Intersecting Seasons

This year in Massachusetts we had an unbelievably long growing season. Mild temperatures lasted and lasted and lasted. It is very unusual that almost until the end of October we still had blooms on flowers. Until last night that is, when we got our first blast of 30 degree temps and a few hours of wet rain and snow.

The morning glories, you gotta give them credit, they've got heart.

The Montauk daisies upright and standing at attention yesterday, have fallen like wounded soldiers.

And the sudden glaze on my back table left leaves fossilized under the ice.