
I was glad I had taken a rather delicate pair of potted plants in last night as the temperature fell to 4 degrees. No frangipani can be happy in that zone! Some trees leap right into the blaze of red that we Canadians are so proud of.

I’ve been busy in the museum lately preparing for the opening of a big show – Kent Monkman. It is a bit daunting for an old white straight woman to guide such a show but I’m learning and am ready to do my best. Some of the training sessions have been very revealing and touching as we explore the story of Canada and its dark history with First Nations. I’m curious to see the reactions of visitors.

I love the reeds on the edge of the pond too as their feathery tops sway in a chilly breeze.

We used to call them as they came out around September 29. ( or November 8 in the Eastern churches). The tradition was one was supposed to cook a goose on that day but I guess we’ll wait until Thanksgiving for that.

on the little tree close to my home.

Even the “ shademaster” trees that I snub because of their “ trademark” status, are turning a soft shy yellow. No doubt, it’s almost here. That lemon tree in the pot will have to come in next and …. let’s start planning a winter escape!
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