It seems like everywhere you turn these days someone is talking about trauma. And I…
On my mind this week is the arrival, in earnest, of autumn. We’ve had unseasonably warm weather here for weeks but yesterday things took a cooler turn and it made me realize that I need to start attending to the list of fall chores I made a few weeks ago.
I’ve done some things, like bringing plants into the mudroom overnight to get them used to being inside again. In fact, my two giant Boston ferns are coming with me to work today to spend the winter at the library. Cross your fingers I have success this time, it’s always dubious. I’ll be bringing the rex begonias over the next week, too. I’ve always updated the window boxes with pumpkins and mums, I’ve called to get the chimney cleaned (although they are behind and won’t be able to get here until early November), I bought (and Dale planted) a limelight hydrangea, I contacted my lawn guy about a fall clean up, and Dale had firewood delivered. Oh, and I got my flu shot, too. That’s not on my fall chore list but it’s definitely an important fall activity.
I still have to cut back the perennials (the lawn guy will do this if I ask him to), clean up the raised beds (I’m waiting until we have a hard frost), buy and plant some bulbs, take the window AC out of the bedroom and kitchen windows, and take down and clean the hummingbird feeder.
All in all I’d say I’m in good shape and I’m feeling positive about sweater weather. How about you?