Friday, during the early hours of the morning, we had our first killing frost. We live by a farm and we went to see how the unpicked crops had faired.
It's so sad to see so much unpicked produce -- that maybe a food pantry could have used -- ruined. From past experience, we know that the all those peppers will rot. (Millions of them.) The farmer told us that their kids work full-time jobs and they only have the two of them to pick acres and acres of produce. We'd seen them out there for hours on end, but they couldn't make a dent in picking all that they planted.
As we were coming back into our yard, we noticed one last bloom on our climbing rose. Sadly, the stem shattered. But, we'd seen a rose tip in water at a lovely tearoom once, and so that's how we enjoyed it.
Just beautiful, isn't it?