Time flies…

Many years ago, my grandmother used to say that when you get older time just seems to fly by. As a kid, I thought this was silly, and would remind her that time couldn’t move any faster or slower, no matter how old you were. Boy was I wrong, and I wish I could take back those words!  

We are having unseasonably warm weather right now – it’s almost 80° here in my little slice of the Michigan Mitten. The trees haven’t really started to turn color yet, and I’m walking around in shorts and a T-shirt. It’s weird. My calendar says ‘September’, but my thermostat reads ‘July’. In trying to get ready for winter days, I’ve started pruning back some of my plants, but mostly I just end up sitting on the front porch and enjoying the afternoon sunshine.

Consequently, normal autumn chores in the garden are put on hold, but one thing remains: my autumn quilts get hung up around the house. Do you switch out decorations or art for different seasons? I admire people who decorate for all the different holidays, seasons, and events. They have time and imagination I can only dream about…but I do have my autumn quilts: here are 2 of my favorites.

Beth