Pat and I can never remember when the first snow that sticks occurs. I thought why not blog it. The first snow is always so nice. The concrete and gravel aren't cold enough for the snow to stick, so there's no shoveling. The snow on the grass looks soft and white. Bob loves the snow, Fred not so much.
There's not a lot of gardening going on right now. I still have ligularia seeds left, so anyone who wants some can yell and they're yours.