With each rainy day, the temperatures drop little by little.
Finally, the garden strip has gotten the clues. The "dodan-tsutsuji" or Enkianthus has turned red.
The lacy cut-leaf maple is also tinged in red.
Along the street, the pink-headed knot-weed, (which I do not consider a weed at all) is in full glory.
Some of the more delicate plants have come indoors to my third floor greenhouse.
When this tree was planted, I was told it was a snake-bark maple. I had asked the nursery for a maple variety that would turn red in the fall and not grow too fast.
Certainly, what I got is something else. This Acer cissifolium , or vine-leafed maple grows rather tall and sparse.
It's first year it had good color in the fall and it may fill out as the top is trimmed. I have gotten to like it and don't intend to change it for it's more colorful cousin.
These one-inch numbers have been driving me nuts. Only one more to go and this will become a little pocket. With some luck, one of my Portland grand kids will be reaching into that pocket in one month to take out a decoration to place on the Advent calendar tree.
I can say now, I should have been better at counting backwards!
Paul left the house before I even got up in the morning to attend a board meeting of the Asian Rural Institute.
He will follow that with another engagement. Thinking I was on my own for the day, I set about quilting those remaining numbers. Then, a call from my #3 daughter, Norie, who was in town for a class with Leia, and we agreed to meet for lunch.
Well, I can stitch on the train and there is never enough time together ... so why not? Thank You Emperor Meiji , or whoever's birthday we are enjoying on this cold and rainy Friday. With all that lunch, I won't even have to stop for dinner and I may get that present finished yet!