Winter Approaches

I removed the last bud from the roses when preparing them for winter. Until spring, they will gradually become dormant. The young apple tree is dropping its leaves. Frost has not yet arrived but I smell it in the air.

My body welcomes the changes even if the garden does not. Some things and some people enjoy the warmth and bright skies of summer, and they yearn for its return when winter’s winds chill. I am the reverse. They say that there is death in winter, and life in spring. I cannot deny those associations yet am eager for these next few months.