The first freeze hit in a snap this morning.
Our usual morning routines were, for the first time this season, done while bundled in boots and coats. Even Isai returned to the house with a pink nose and chilly fingers – still angry he had to wear a coat, but clearly beginning to understand why.
Frost covered the garden. Clouds of steam rolled gently off the pond. The crisp breeze nipped at our faces while clearly taking over all across the farm.
It’s beautiful.