As much as I love a snow day in the city, I find myself searching for the beauty that remains in the stalks and pods and twigs in the garden. Each year the courtyard looks better in the winter. Each year there is more wildlife, more structure and interest. Each year my anticipation grows.
I watch for the lenght of days and dream about my garden...
I look forward to spring............................................
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Poor Ethel
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