There were daffodils in the back that I didn’t want to remove or bury. I turned plant pots over them and removed them after the compost was dumped on the bed.
If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It’s a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it’s time to reflect on what’s come before.
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