October 16th. Officially, chez Malcolm and Margaret, it’s the first day of Preparing-for-Winter. It’s cold, for one thing. Well, 10 degrees, anyway.
Today was the day when I planted spring bulbs in pots and topped them off with the sturdy little pansies I bought at the market yesterday. Then I picked off the flowers, and stuck them in a vase, because I was brought up to do things that way. The plants put their energy into establishing themselves in their new home, rather than into supporting the flowers that are already out. That’s the theory, anyway.
Who cares if summer’s gone, with all the compensations of those chilly short days to look forward to?