As near as I can tell, no frost…yet the ferns are cycling to winter hibernation.
I took a wander, enjoying that the knee feels pretty steady, even on uneven ground. Without a doubt, we’re having a mushroom year, although the assortment on this log is denser than elsewhere.
On the north edge of the field I even found this enduring, unexpected, lone, leggy oregano plant…I suspect it’s essentially a weed (durable in poor soil and other conditions) in its older forms and in its original landscape.