tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27765182.post116093998341103595..comments2023-10-11T05:31:26.169-05:00Comments on Q's Corner: DebateQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02473455565144414399noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27765182.post-1161005747973307222006-10-16T08:35:00.000-05:002006-10-16T08:35:00.000-05:00Dear Sprite,So sweet of you to offer comfort. Than...Dear Sprite,<BR/>So sweet of you to offer comfort. Thank you. A tiny bit of frost takes the tender annuals. It is always somewhat sad for me. I know every year it will happen. All sorts of tenders are over for this growing season. The zinnias and marigolds and peppers and tomatoes were also nipped. <BR/>The rains of the last two nights are bringing out the color and beauty of the mums. The parade of flowers continues. <BR/>Thank you for your kindness.<BR/><BR/>The sweet Wren singing was all I needed to rejoice again. The seasons change and so do I.<BR/>New adventures await. <BR/>Indian Summer is just around the bend.<BR/>I have winter to prepare for. <BR/><BR/>We still will dance and play. Now it is with the delights of the wood fire rather than the firefly. <BR/>The winter birds will sing their morning songs and I will have flowers inside to tend. The Haunted Forest gives way to the Enchanted Forest. <BR/><BR/>Winter is long for me. I shall spend more time here, at Corner. I will make my plans for next year's growing season. I will invite friends and family over for steaming bowls of black bean chili and warm soups. I will bake breads.<BR/><BR/>We still will have delights. The gourds will ripen.<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/>~Q~Qhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02473455565144414399noreply@blogger.com