Like mother, like son

I used to garden a lot when my son and daughter were little. I had over 300 different kinds of flowers and plants in my garden back then.

The two of them seemed to enjoy the flowers and plants, but didn't really work with me much as I gardened.

Later Jeff had a Boy Scout project where he grew a vegetable patch. He did quite well at it, but it wasn't until he got his own place to live that the gardening gene seemed to really kick in.

Now I am just amazed at his garden. I had to take pictures of his autumn flowers before the frost set in over the weekend.

The dahlias above ranged from saucer to salad plate size, and you might recall that when I first arrived in SLC, I photographed a single dahlia opening over a few days time.

Now the dahlias are simply rioting!

I haven't asked, but I do hope they were covered and survived the snow storm and frost.

Of course I have to include a picture of my grandcat.
Meowsie is just amazing; I just love being a cat grammie! And the best part about it is he has never given me cold or anything like that...like some grand children I hear do.
(winking at you know who you are...)

Out in Jeff's front yard the little tree is doing its best to look properly autumnal. This same tree was the backdrop of last Christmas' snow man.

For a little tree, it is doing up the seasonal colors just fine!