I’m a nutcase. If I find something I like I can’t get enough of it. My latest craze is gold spray paint. In September, I helped my former employee, Seniel Seward, with her wedding floral arrangements. Her colors were gold and green. I used lots of grasses and gold sprayed astilbes and hydrangea flowers.

Far be it for me to complain about the beautiful weather we have been enjoying. It is, however, making it difficult to get into the Christmas spirit. I set out on Sunday to whip together a couple of wreaths but transplanted some lettuce seedlings instead.

By LYNNE IRONS

Far be it for me to complain about the beautiful weather we have been enjoying. It is, however, making it difficult to get into the Christmas spirit. I set out on Sunday to whip together a couple of wreaths but transplanted some lettuce seedlings instead. Then I got sidetracked weeding. Amazingly, the weeds are still going strong. I hated to take apart my window box to dress it up with some holiday greens. The purple alyssum and white bacopa still looked great.

We finally polished off the rest of the Thanksgiving leftovers. By Saturday, I said “Uncle” and popped the rest into the freezer. I cooked for way more than I actually ate. I was pleased with this year’s cranberry sauce

By LYNNE IRONS

In the interest of supporting local farms, I purchased a turkey from the Good Farm.

By LYNNE IRONS

In the interest of supporting local farms, I purchased a turkey from the Good Farm. Violet and I had been enjoying those particular turkeys. They were in the big field on Music street. One day we stopped and watched three “wild turkeys” leading all the white domestics around en masse. Crows continued to land, probably to steal grain. The three brown turkeys would chase them away. I loved seeing the birds on the pasture in the sunshine.

I, for one, love the change back to Eastern Standard Time. Being an early riser, it had been difficult of late to get up. I love that it now gets dark early in the evening and I can come inside and stop moving.

By LYNNE IRONS

I, for one, love the change back to Eastern Standard Time. Being an early riser, it had been difficult of late to get up. I love that it now gets dark early in the evening and I can come inside and stop moving. I have been cooking more and enjoying it.

The days have been so nice, I still cannot accept the end of another garden year. Even though it has been plenty warm enough, the light has changed so significantly plant growth has stopped. We have now passed the days with ten hours of daylight until Feb. 3.

You really don’t miss the water until the well runs dry. Thankfully, I am only speaking metaphorically. Now that we have experienced a few frosts I miss all the vibrant colors of the fall gardens.

By LYNNE IRONS

You really don’t miss the water until the well runs dry. Thankfully, I am only speaking metaphorically. Now that we have experienced a few frosts I miss all the vibrant colors of the fall gardens. Alyssum, petunias, bacopas, and even geraniums are still blooming like crazy. I think I’ll use more of the aforementioned next year in window boxes. I have had bacopa blooming at Christmas. It looks great spilling out of a green holiday arrangement.