I can be in denial no longer, cold weather is coming. Someplace in the great white north (that’s Minnesota, my Canadian friends) winter is getting ready to pounce.
Our hostas are a hard frost away from mush. Soon the only thing standing will be grasses and ligularia stalks. About the only gardening left is leaf mowing and shredding. We try to wait till most of the leaves have fallen. It normally is a race with the first snow. If the snow arrives before we get to the leaves, our yard work changes to raking soggy leaves into the compost pile.