I woke up this morning to… this.
Not only did it snow last night, but it is cold and very windy out there.
Summer/autumn = gone. Winter = now. (Of course, it is mid-November in n.w. Wisconsin, so what did I expect — sunshine and palms?)
On the bright side, that means that this little thing OTN:
will be very welcome. It is a dog sweater for Ser Percival The Energetic, who has a very, very short coat and a naked pink underside. Poor baby needs a sweater.
Anything still green in the woods in November (except conifers) is an exotic. This is a Tartarian honeysuckle that was here when we bought the place and that I have intended to remove for… a long time.