When The Frost is on the Punkin'

WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it's then the time a feller is a-feelin' at his best,

James Whitcomb Riley

The Sweetwater gardens are covered in frost every morning.....

We planted spring bulbs this weekend.....

Mr. S cleaned the leaves out of the gutters....

much to Marvin's amusement!!!

Mom will be off to Florida on Saturday....

Mr. S...to the woods for deer season!!

 Mr. S and I were sitting by the fire on Saturday night when I noticed that there were still lots of mums blooming in the garden.....


Time to cut the last flowers of the season...

this is always a bittersweet moment for me because I love fresh flowers in the house!!!

Now...I will have to "gasp" buy them!!!

I decided to take some time and do a really nice job arranging these last flowers!!!!

The copper bowl from "Bonne Volonté" was perfect in size and color....I put a plastic bowl inside so the copper wouldn't get "yucky" from the water...

 I went walking through the yard to gather all kinds of great looking fall foliage and the last of the mums....

I am likin' the way this looks....especially nice sitting on the new $2 runner I got at "Bonne Volonté"!

Wishing you warm sunny autumn days.....