I'm glad it's fall. I can clean up what's become messy, and not have it become messy before I can clean it up again. I can plant trees and shrubs, or transplant them, and not have to water them every few days or every week. The grass is green again. It's cool enough to be outside without becoming winded. I can harvest pine needles for mulch. And leaves. I love planting Spring bulbs in the fall, to have something to look forward to. I love having a fire in the fireplace in the morning when I'm up, alone.
I've quoted this before....
|Sourwood tree at one year after planting. 10.19.14|
This is the Sourwood after a year. The madrone that I planted at the same time died quickly. I read that would happen, so shouldn't be surprised. I wondered if the sourwood would live. It did. There is still a "Dr. Suessian" look. That may take a few years to fill in. Leaves will be pretty in a week or two. Having survived a historic freeze it's first winter, and the nursery abuse / removal of most roots, with a chance to recover for a year, it has a good start for the future.