A photo blog connecting life and the natural world in and beyond the garden.
I know I am a creature of habit. My neighborhood walks always start going UP the hill and I always drive south into the valley. Nine years and I’ve never driven north on all the back roads within two miles of my home. A setting sun encouraged me to travel north as I tried to catch its last rays.
In doing so I happened upon a vacant house with Americana character
A peaceful way to end a work day.
When living in Eastern Pennsylvania weather reporters begin to warn gardeners, usually in October, of a potential killing freeze. A pivotal night when temperatures drop below the freezing point and annuals die, perennials die back to the ground and leaves turn brown. In order to extend our growing season we cover those tender plants we hope will continue to survive a few more days or weeks, But there comes a day when warnings no longer come because the freeze has become part of the norm.