I’ve felt it too, the cold clinging to the wind and the plants shying away from the light. The roots seem deeper in the soil now, as if they’re holding on tighter. It’s like the earth’s heart is beating slower, waiting for something. We should watch the herbs closely; their colors might hint what they’re holding inside. If anything changes, I’ll let you know right away.

Thank you. If the shadows stir, let me know and we’ll see if a touch of sage or a cup of chamomile can calm the night. Stay safe, and keep watching the earth’s breath.

I’ll be here, tending the garden and listening to the wind. When the night speaks, I’ll hear it. Take care.