Every year after we eat Thanksgiving dinner, we head out to our patio and take family photos. I think the process started when my kids were small, and I was hoping for a good Christmas card shot. Whatever the origin, it's a tradition that remains today -- and everyone humors me and willingly heads out back for photos.
Through the years, we've had our Thanksgiving photo shoot in all kinds of weather -- wind, snow, biting cold, melting slush, you name it. But there is one thing we've never had in our Thanksgiving photos . . .
-- it's fall color as a backdrop.
Yes -- look up! While most of the trees are bare now, as you can see . . . some are still hanging on. And colorfully, at that! (It has been a strange season in terms of fall leaf color and drop.)
As if that weren't strange enough, let's look down now.
Yeah. Those are daffodil bulbs. It was warm enough yesterday that I could (finally) finish getting my spring bulbs in the ground. That is . . . the air was warm enough AND the ground was warm enough to dig comfortably and easily.
At the end of November.
I ended up lugging my bags of daffodil, crocus, and grape hyacinth bulbs all around the yard yesterday -- planting with abandon. I also put in a flat of sedum. And started worrying about the weeds -- which are still going strong out there.
Usually, this is my time to rest and not be actively gardening. But I'm thinking my garden-time might be expanding.
I surely never thought my nails would look like this . . .
after an afternoon in the garden . . . in NOVEMBER.