When a significant snowfall and cold temperatures hit my neck of the
woods around the beginning of October, usually they are here to stay. I
wasn’t ready! The forecast had said it would be several degrees milder
with rain when this happened. I nearly froze off my fingers digging my
root vegetables out from under the snow and I finished just in the nick
of time before deeper cold turned the wet soil to rock. (The lake also
froze over shortly after I took this photo a few days ago.) A garden
hose still lies buried somewhere out there. Close to a cord of firewood
that I had cut but not yet hauled home will have to remain in the bush
until spring. Oh well, I’m sure I have enough wood to get me through
the seven months until then. The harvest from my garden is good. The
weather has been a nuisance the past week or so but ultimately no harm
done. Though an early onset of winter will make the season even longer
than usual, I am still savouring memories of a summer that brought
plenty of warmth and sunshine. Now, the premature forced end to my
routinely intense autumn labours will afford me time to relax and
reflect on what it all is for. Life here sometimes can be a bit
challenging but that is part of what makes it vital and I would not
give up any of it. By the time I sat down to my Thanksgiving dinner, I
was feeling blessed. Pentax K10D, Tamron AF 18-250mm f/3.5-6.3 DiII LD IF Macro @ 78mm, f/8