Roses are red. And frozen.
At least the pumpkin is happy.
A neighbor scurrying home.
The trees haven't even really turned yet in NYC. Makes for dangerous trees -- branches falling from the weight of the snow on the leaves.
Taxi, take me to Florida, please!
Guess these tomatoes won't get harvested.
A shivering ghoul.
So many mums frozen.
And I thought this yard decor couldn't get more creepy.
It's kind of like he's saying "please, god, no snow." Or, "this winter is killing me, and it's only autumn!" Ha.
These poor gladioli aren't gonna survive today.
Our local grocery store tries to retain its tropical look.