The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools."
~ Henry Beston, Northern Farm
Leaves are falling. Rain has been falling for days. Temperatures are falling. We expect snow to fall any day now. Without consulting the calendar, I would know that late October has arrived. I am not sure that the drizzle will let up long enough for me to take my camera out into the garden; I'll let you know!
My daughters and I are visiting a friend's home this afternoon. Our drive to her house will take us down a winding road, lined with orchards and farm stands, piles of pumpkins, and fields of heavy brown sunflowers. My friend's home is nestled into the woods and edged with rambling gardens. We won't mind the cold rain when we are warm and dry in her comfy abode, drinking excellent hot coffee and sharing stories.
If you have time to stroll in the garden today, please post about about it on your blog and then come back here with a comment and a link to your post. You may use the Sunday Stroll button at the top of this post on your post or side bar if you would like. I will add participant names to this post so other strollers can walk through your garden too.
Look who's strolling:
Margaret at Periodic Pearls
Me here at the Quiet Country House
Joyce at Tall Grass Worship
Abbie at Farmer's Daughter