the winter garden

 

“In winter the sun sinks to its lowest point in the sky and pinpoints everything with a sharp clarity lacking at other times of the year.  As it slants through bare branches it exaggerates every twist and turn, picks up textures on paths, trunks and buildings and deepens the winter palette of olive greens, tomato reds and faded browns, black and beiges.  I see this stripping away as the gardening equivalent of the life laundry ~ less clutter and less summer froth define what your garden is about, or should be about, giving you the chance for some quiet reflection.”  Val Bourne

I miss being out in the garden

too much rain too much wind

and sometimes frost

but sometimes the sun comes out

and shows up the seed heads left for the birds

 

and the sheep in the fields

enjoy the sun on their backs

even if only for a little while and the primroses flower

whatever the weather