A Touch of Summer

One moment it is balmy and the next moment it is cold and snowy. The snow does melt as it hits the ground, but it definitely is a warning of the season to come. Our September was gorgeous, but much too dry for our drought-filled winter, spring and summer this past year. We need the moisture, and much, much more to fill our lakes, rivers and parched ground. I remember our drought from 2000 to 2007 and the ensuing devastating fire of 7-7-7. So I welcome moisture in any form, even though the flakes were a mite sudden for my system.

The forecast predicts milder days ahead. Our bees will return outside once again, only to discover that all of their sources for nourishment have frozen in our first frost. Two days ago they were buzzing around, seeking the last remnants to carry to their hive for the colder days of winter. Now they are inside, hidden from our view, but I will supply them with sugar water on the warmer days to help sustain them and their queen, waiting for the new pollen and nectar that come with spring.

Bob gathered the remainder of our garden that he so carefully tended for four months. The squash are stored in the basement. There are some cucumbers, zuccini, peppers and numerous tomatoes. The green ones, also in the basement, will ripen, hopefully, and not unlike the honey for the bees, will help sustain us through the days ahead with that special sweet flavor not found in the store bought tomatoes.

The red flowers that Bob planted in our front yard planter are blossoming as if it were summer. He very carefully covers them at night, removing the cover when it warms to a safe temperature. My heart, too, warms when I look out our window. I don't know how long before the days become too cold, but for now all who pass can enjoy the brightness of a touch of summer.