November 1st, 60 degrees and sunny. What the hell?

Just as I was expecting the good weather to be over (it just snowed 30 inches in New York and there are 2 million people without power), it’s gorgeous out. As they say around here, if you don’t like the weather in Chicago, wait a minute.

I finally got outside to check some of the perennial seeds I got started about a few weeks ago. They’re all popping up, some more than others, but I wonder if they’ll have time to get settled before the serious frost hits. Perhaps I’ll just leave them in the pots until I can transplant them in the spring.

Starting Seeds

Starting the seeds

Things are turning such pretty colors out there too. This summer the spirea was green with pink around the edges, and now it’s just on fire. Beautiful.


Spirea on fire.