Just today the last of the tomatoes were canned. Colette kept me company as I worked, lying on the kitchen floor and reading Calvin & Hobbes aloud.
The garlic was planted and covered with a thick, warm blanket of leaves and hay.
The garden has been put to bed for the winter. It's all tucked in. Let the leaves fall, the winds blow, and the snow blanket our world in quiet whiteness. I am more than ready to curl up inside and take up my knitting and sewing. The seasons are changing and so are our activities. Time to slow down. Time to rest.