“Jack Frost” came last night with a bucket of shine. When the first rays of sunlight fell this morning, the fields sparkled and the woodlands seemed to be strewn with diamonds, instead of pine cones.
I remember as a child, daddy saying “Rise and Shine! Jack Frost came last night!” I would look out the window quickly, hoping to catch a glimpse of the sprite-like creature and his shimmering bucket. I never did see him, but I saw his magic. Not an autumn passes, that I do not think of “Jack Frost” and hear my daddy’s voice announcing the occasion of the first frost.
Frost is a significant event for country dwellers. It puts an end to chores like mowing pastures and ditch banks, for the better part of the day. Gardeners who plant cabbages and collards are glad of frost as it sweetens the greens served for Sunday dinners. No longer will pests plague the autumn garden, either.
The roses in the “Quiet Garden” at the rabbit patch, will take a well-deserved rest. I will resort to branches of brightly colored leaves for center pieces and chrysanthemums from the porch.
I may have better luck with attracting the country birds to the feeders this year as the hurricane scattered the french mulberries like dust, in early October. The rabbit community burrows in the young woods and must resort to bark or the leaves of the common privet bushes, after the frost. Of course, I think of them too and toss apples and greens along the wooded path.
In November, gray skies often cover the rabbit patch-when they do, autumn leaves seem to glow brightly. I have noticed this for a long while now, but can not figure out the science behind it. In the farmhouse, I am apt to cook root vegetables, in November, likewise any of the dried bean varieties. The boys love my corn chowder, too. I bake bread once there is a chill in the air, and Kyle is especially glad of that.
Books and quilts are found in every room, these days. I will attempt simple crochet again and I will sketch flowers and rabbits. I will wait for the golden moon, that is much talked about and I will wish on it for good measure.
The wild kitten is sleeping inside the farmhouse the last few nights. Maybe he saw “Jack Frost” coming and gave up the notion of being feral. He has been quite ill-mannered with Cash, but Cash being a good-natured boxer, does not take offense to his poor behavior. I have high hopes that this kitten will give me his name soon.
Jack Frost called by the cottage a couple of days ago he’s such a remarkable sprite to leave a silver sheen for all to admire. I do hope the kitten will take your kindness and reward you with it’s name 🙂
He is so much better-learning to trust-except not Cash quite yet. I think I have his name-still considering. And Jack Frost is such a little artist! xxxxThank you!
Your post reminded me of Jack Frost on our windows when I was a child. There was no central heating or double glazing and he made such wonderful patterns on the window panes. They seemed quite magical.
When Autumn first begins, I sort of dread the frost because I’m not ready to give up my flowers, etc., just yet. But now I am ready, and we got a frost last night, too!
thank you! I thought about Jack Frost, but it doesnt seem to fit-I am still watching and who knows? I may find it works-I had a miniature goat born on the first frost and named him that-maybe that is why I havent committed to it. Peace and blessings!xxxx
Truly beautiful post Rabbit.
You have a style of writing which calms that within me which isn’t calm but should be.
Personally … I think you should write a book. A compendium of some sort. You have a perfect style which is unique to you. Sending you squidges ~ Cobs. x
Oh what a lovely thing to say! I do dream about a rabbit patch book! you have no idea what encouragement it is to read your kind words-thank you so much! xxxx
It was a sad time and I was scared. Somehow, though, I feel stronger today just because that season passed. My husband died, very young. I was young then too, and didn’t realise how to proceed. thank you! xoxox
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We’re still awaiting Jack Frost. I’m excited to see this super full moon too.
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Jack Frost called by the cottage a couple of days ago he’s such a remarkable sprite to leave a silver sheen for all to admire. I do hope the kitten will take your kindness and reward you with it’s name 🙂
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He is so much better-learning to trust-except not Cash quite yet. I think I have his name-still considering. And Jack Frost is such a little artist! xxxxThank you!
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You are a wonderful writer. Your words make the first frost magic.
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that means so much coming from you-I so admire your work. Thank you!
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My posting challenge today is beginnings and endings. You should use this post to participate.
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Your post reminded me of Jack Frost on our windows when I was a child. There was no central heating or double glazing and he made such wonderful patterns on the window panes. They seemed quite magical.
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I remember that in my grandparents home and it was pretty. thank you for stopping by-what a sweet happy little chat!
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When Autumn first begins, I sort of dread the frost because I’m not ready to give up my flowers, etc., just yet. But now I am ready, and we got a frost last night, too!
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I love that first frost and crisp morning
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I keep thinking you have named the kitten ‘Jack Frost’ already! Lovely post. Thanks for my dose of calm again!
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thank you! I thought about Jack Frost, but it doesnt seem to fit-I am still watching and who knows? I may find it works-I had a miniature goat born on the first frost and named him that-maybe that is why I havent committed to it. Peace and blessings!xxxx
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Yes, that’s a good reason not to use it again! I hope you have a good weekend!
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you too!
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Truly beautiful post Rabbit.
You have a style of writing which calms that within me which isn’t calm but should be.
Personally … I think you should write a book. A compendium of some sort. You have a perfect style which is unique to you.
Sending you squidges ~ Cobs. x
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Oh what a lovely thing to say! I do dream about a rabbit patch book! you have no idea what encouragement it is to read your kind words-thank you so much! xxxx
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A lovely post – I felt like I was there welcoming Mr. Frost with you!
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awwh-thank you-I plan to visit your blog-I so love the name of it!
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Thank you – you’re welcome anytime!
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Jack Frost has been visiting us often this week. The frost is so beautiful. Like you said, looks like diamonds. 🙂
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It was a sad time and I was scared. Somehow, though, I feel stronger today just because that season passed. My husband died, very young. I was young then too, and didn’t realise how to proceed. thank you! xoxox
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I wasn’t for sure if losing him was the catastrophe in this post. Just a hunch 💖
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