The fall has been long, lovely, and unnaturally mild (thanks, Climate Change!) but all freakishly good things must come to an end. My pansies have been blooming nonstop since early spring, and they’d doggedly survived a few light frosts, but even they couldn’t cope with the heavy frost and dusting of snow that arrived two nights ago.
Since I knew the end was near, I thought I would get some final shots of the plants (tucked into tire planters near the foundation of our house) that had carried on so bravely and so long. Here they are:
Farewell, my cheerfully blooming friends. I’ll miss you until the spring brings your successors.