The garden at the end of our block was "put to bed" for the winter today.
The gardener left several patches of frozen, dried flower and pod stalks sticking up as points of interest. The hard freeze of the last two nights withered all remaining flowers and leaves, but the bright purple, violent and green Kales survive, still.
Tortoise Cat appeared amazed and dismayed by the new vast, clear expanses.
She rushed around, sniffing, until her paws got uncomfortably cold.