This weekend we had our first frost.
It swept up the front yard, barely kissing the tops of the grass and leaves with its touch.
Thankfully it only made it up to the first line of defense in the garden, the edging of zinnias.
Most of the zinnias survived, even if they are not looking their best, and the bushy zinnia plants are still a strange mix of flowers, seedheads, and buds.
The cold has also had the curious effect of bringing out stripes in my zinnias.
I wonder why?
