A four line poem about: fading.
Kat was taking a class this morning, so I went up to Penticton to do the market with her mom as my assistant. It was weird not having her there but it worked out just fine. Business was steady and I'd say it was a good market for mid-October.
It's quite possible we'll get a frost tonight, so we picked as much of the peppers, squash, and eggplant as we could this afternoon. I guess we'll see in the morning how much survived the night.
There's a frost coming,
I feel it in my bones.
It won't be long nowTill summer's long gone.