
I checked the predicted low for tonight, and a tear slid down my cheek. 29 degrees they say.
It could be the last night for my flowers, here above the frost line.
So far all fall I woke every morning to bright colored leaves and flowers blooming. I've had many rose bushes, some nashturtiums, a few butterfly bushes, cleome, chrysanthesums and my star for Ocober and November - the Confederate Rose.