When I called Paul from Denver on Saturday he said the temperature hadn't fallen below freezing during my absence so we'd yet to see a frost in our part of Anchorage. The story had changed by the time he picked me up at the airport on Sunday night. The first snow had falled sometime early Sunday morning and the temperature hadn't risen above freezing all day. He had saved the five red cabbages from the garden and a few remaining herbs had been lost.The temperature this morning was 20 and some golden birch leaves have been frozen in a suspended state in rain water from last week. Mountain ash leaves in orange and red are now falling as the sun shines through the clouds.
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