Thanksgiving means food but it can also mean flowers and fruits: anything that celebrates the earth. Jane Eyre, an English girl at heart but now living in NYC between the pages of Annabelle Troy’s novel Jane Eyre Gets Real, reminisces about her garden at Thornfield in the autumn. “Mr. Rochester and I were proud of these November flowers: Calendula will flower until frost. They look like daisies, are orange, yellow or apricot, and grow to 2 feet in height. Candytuft–delightful name–are known as “autumn snow” because of their pure white color; they bloom in fall and spring. Also known as iberis. Cyclamen have … Continue reading Jane Eyre’s November Garden