Autumn is the season of change. ~Taoist proverb The mums will be gone soon. I will miss them. I don’t know where they will go. But they disappear during the cover of night; or perhaps they’ll be whisked away, whereabouts unknown, while I am at work some afternoon. I like to think that they go to county fairs, fall festivals, hay rides, carnivals, and spooky … Continue reading The growth the mums