Summer's over . . .

A tear for that. And let's face it, we didn't even have all that warm of a summer over here in the midwest. Blah. Not a fan of fall, it just signifies what's coming, winter and those below-freezing walks to the EL every morning. Sigh. On a happier note, I brought some of my porch babies inside for the winter. Look how nice fernella looks inside!

My begonia is liking her new spot in the kitchen too, although I'm not sure how long she'll last inside.