We got a bit over an inch of rain September 25-26 and we are expected to get more tomorrow. After that, there will be a nice sunny stretch in which to get garden chores done. (Big hint to self.) We don’t have a completely normal water table yet, but we have somewhat relaxed our rationing and conserving. Meanwhile, the renovation proceeds, as Talitha mentioned in her post. Everyone is sleeping in the house again even though the bedroom furniture isn’t back up there yet. We’ve had two close calls with frost (36 degrees both times), but being the frugal sorts that we are, we haven’t yet turned the thermostat up, relying on blankets and closed windows to keep us warm enough at night. It is almost a point of honor with us not to let the furnace run in autumn before October, but this year we also don’t want the forced hot air blowing dust over surfaces still wet with paint, stain, or sealer.
In the end, this may be the most important thing about frost: Frost slows us down. In spring, it tempers our eagerness. In fall, it brings closure and rest. In our gotta-go world–where every nanosecond seems to count–slowness can be a great gift. So rather than see Jack Frost as an adversary, you could choose to greet him as a friend.
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