Where does the time go? Lots of things to say but it's late already.
What I saw this morning on our east meadow path was the first frost of the season. It was only in one low spot close to the ground but grass and several other plants had ice on them that did not disappear when I brushed my hand against them. Earlier on the path, what looked like frost fell off when my hand touched it. That was not the case for this leaf and lots of other leaves in this little spot.