in Northern Michigan.
It’s that time of year to cut back and clean up.
We persevere. The deck has been cleared, the herbs harvested, the hostas and grasses have been cut back. The refrigerator has been cleaned out and the spare beds covered like ghosts.
After a long hard day of house and never ending yard work we sit back and reflect (bundled in blankets) on what a wonderful summer it has been. It really is the most beautiful place in America.
It’s beginning to look like a winter sky out there.