Frost...

It creates magical worlds out of ordinary and often dying places.

Fall leaves turn into peices of art.

Salad Burrnette turns into a backdrop for a fairy land.

And Sage magically reappears dressed in white and ready for a party.

The garden is dead. But the seeds are ripe.
The frost has come 5 nights in a row. We suspect we will have snow before Thanksgiving. But the sun is out.

It is a good, cold and beautiful day.