FROST ON THE PUMPKIN

It got below freezing for the first time last night, leaving a fine layer of frost on my garden this morning. As of now, my garden is hanging in there with the last ambitious plants still producing a bloom or two.

Like my Black Eyed Susans

Dahlias

and this plant, whose name I have forgotten.

After a cold start to the morning it warmed up nicely and the sun shone all day, so Dunn and I had a pleasant walk.  I noticed that a lot of my neighbors Dahlias are still in full bloom and lovely to look at.

I would like to have the official title of "Landscape Police", so as Dunn and I cruise the neighborhood I could write tickets and leave them on the front doors of houses with yards that need some serious work.  I can hardly restrain myself from sitting down in their yards and pulling weeds (not that they would complain).  Being a gardener, I just have the need to plant and tidy all things green.  I am hopeless!