Frost on the Pillywiggins

There's frost on the Pillywiggins!
But, we don't care.
Our garden still sparkles,
In the fresh northern air.

We still have hydrangea,
Blossoms & blooms.
And the weeds look lovely,
With frost on their plumes.

A few stubborn fruits,
Cling tight to their bough.
Tucker will get them!
Some way or some how.

There's frost on the Pillywiggins!
But, that's alright.
It was a beautiful day.
And a spectacular night!

Our garden, our photos, our words...
Life is good when you're a Pillywiggin!