One and a half days ago the weather really changed when a powerful cold front move through. The temps dropped considerably in an 18 hour span. It went from being summer to fall in a few hours. There was nothing gradual about it. But then again this year has been anything but typical … 10 degrees in February then 100 degrees in April. Really!? Seriously!?
Yesterday… (OK, 1.5 days ago)
The first hard, killing frost happened close to dawn today – it was 25 degrees at 8:15 this morning. The frost twinkled brightly all over creation this morning.
At the stop sign near my kid’s school …
Sun on the left, frost on the right. Awesome display of the warmth of the sun.
I attempted to cover my garden and a nice stand of Siam basil in my front flower bed. I had beautiful zinnias in orange and pink. Zinnias are a favorite of mine because they bloom constantly and do well in the hateful August sun plus they are drought tolerant. And we had a hell of a hot, dry summer this year.
When Frost Happens, Things Die.
The frost happened, and made this a very sad flower (and a dead flower.)
Frost killed this future eggplant.
Although, the frost can bring about beauty of its own.
(How great is it to have a handy iPhone when you are driving down the alley and see something pretty?)
Welcome to the weekend, y’all!
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