We had a noticeable hard frost last night. When I went to feed the cats and open the chicken coop, I got to see the glistening white of the ice tipped pastures as the sun was easing over the hill. I got to feel the crunch of icy grass beneath my rubber boot shoes. I had to hop to safety when my foot slipped on the frosty cattle gap. I breathed the crisp air and felt invigorated.
Already, the frost is gone and the ice is melted. Shortly, we will reach our forecast 65 degrees Fahrenheit.
You have to get up early to find Fall in Mississippi.