"The breezes taste Of apple peel. The air is full Of smells to feel- Ripe fruit, old footballs, Burning brush, New books, erasers, Chalk, and such. The bee, his hive, Well-honeyed hum, And Mother cuts Chrysanthemums. Like plates washed clean With suds, the days Are polished with A morning haze."- John Updike, September
Now that the first day of fall has come and gone...it's time to think about preparing the garden for winter. What's on your list for fall chores today?