Things in my part of the country don't change much when it comes to the seasons. In fact, we have four rather unique seasons: Warm, Hot, Hotter'n Hell and Partly Cloudy With a Chance of Showers.
I jest, of course.
But I wouldn't know Fall if it fell on me. We don't get colorful leaf changes. We get green ... then dead and on the ground.
However, there is one thing that we get most of the year and was the reason I fell in love with my house. We had roses, roses and more roses.
Roses to the front of us.
Roses to the back of us.
And my trellis! Sigh.
But lest you think it's all gorgeous where I am, I leave you with this image of a project-in-progress. Eventually, it will be a fenced vegetable garden with new grass. But for now, it's just ... well ... gross.
OK, Wonderhubby, time to get digging!