My pot of pansies is still struggling to hang on. However, in the background, you can see one of the large pots no longer really contains a tomato plant, and the other (to it's left) is about to give up on the cherry tomatoes.
I miss having a real yard with a garden sometimes. (Except of course for the impact on my chronic low back issues ... hee hee) However, right now I don't. A friend at work was whining about the amount of garden end-of-season work she was going to have to deal with in the next two weeks. For me, I just have to empty out a couple of planters.
All that being said, I really do like the Fall. I love the crisp, but not yet cold, air. I love the colors and the holidays (Halloween and Thanksgiving). I love the general feeling of preparing for Winter (though I really could just skip the entire 'Winter' thing all together).
A local moving company markets heavily to the snowbirds in our area, touting their 'express service to Florida'. While I can't really see myself as one of those elder residents of the Sunshine State, I think I can appreciate the urge to flee from New England for at least January through March. It bears considering.
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