Favorite Time of Year

Autumn is here. It was below sixty degrees yesterday evening, and Fio didn't get a single mosquito bite when she hiked up to the mailbox.. She does have a cold though, but she can deal with that.
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Fio is, at last, back to work on her book. Strangely enough, the heartbreak of last week has strengthened her resolve and sharpened her pen. She will write deep, she will write strong. She will send her messages out to the world.
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Sonia Dog has had a couple of re-occurrences of her leg problem, but she is now bouncing up the stairs with ease again. Of course, while she was down, Mommy and Daddy had to switch on and off sleeping on the couch with her so she wouldn't yelp all night.
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Fio and Husband got some important gardening work done just before the temperatures dropped, and twenty-six boxwoods now guard the edge of their front yard.  Next spring, Fio plans to plant nandenas and a third ligustrum. Anything to cover the AC units.
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Husband is talking about chopping up some dead tree limbs for firewood. The time is at hand.

Replacement

Summer before last, Fio donated her right hip to the planting beds, hauling water out morning and evening to keep the vegetation, all native to the area, alive.  Last summer she let everything be, and most of the vegetation that she had labored over so faithfully expired.  Fio regrets the loss, but values her left hip and her replacement right hip more. So now she's into plans for acquiring more sustainable plants, whatever their country of origin.

Good-bye verbena, sandankwa, weird daisies. Hello iron plant, ligustrum, Japanese boxwood.  Hope to have you around a while.