Still Standing

I knew it was coming, and today was the day. The Morning Glory and Moon Flower blooms came to an end as the plants began to shrivel. I cut them down and cleared them away this afternoon as a cold weather front began to move in. I must admit It was sad to see them go since viewing them had served as such an inspiration in these beginning days of semi-retirement. Returning from the burn pile where I carried the pulled plants, it came to me . . . the Windmill is still standing.