You wouldn’t know it was the very end of November from the verdant hydrangea leaves. History is about to be made. The latest recorded first frost I could find for our area ranges from November 23 in Bellingham, 15 miles north, to November 29 in Everett, 40 miles south of us.

Today is November 27, and there is no frost in sight, even through December 6, when the high is forecast to be 57ºF and the low 47ºF. It looks like mid-December or later will bring our first frost.

Typically, we see our first frost in mid to late October. When it finally happens this year, it will shatter records—a stark reminder that we need to act. But the time to act was 50 years ago when we already understood what we were doing to this planet.

The cherry tree that blooms through the winter is in bloom. It’s an odd little tree, with small clusters of blossoms on and off year round, but mostly in winter.

This hen decided to hatch a chick in one of the doghouses next to the house. There are two doghouses nearby, and the dogs used the other one while she sat on her clutch of six eggs. Different hens had laid the eggs at different times, and after the first two hatched, she stopped brooding. Only one of the chicks survived.

She chose to keep using the doghouse through September, October, and November. Two nights ago, I managed to trick them into going into the coop with the other chickens. When it got dark, I went in to check on them, and they were both on the roost. Now, they’ve decided to roost with the other chickens. The dogs finally have their second house back.

But they are still together and come running for handouts whenever I go outside.