I could, also, call this post, "just forget what I said in the last one...." I had just finished putting the finishing touches on my dreamlike words of winter isolation and had contentedly sunk down into the muffled quiet - the comfortable pillow - of a welcome hermitage, when, the temperature rose and we experienced a week of unseasonally warm temperature. A vague sort of thaw! I mean, we have patches of bare ground, here and there!!! Someone even said that they heard the chickadees calling their spring songs. I'm confused - I was all ready for winter but who could resist venturing back out of their cave - both literally and in their psyches - when they hear that!?!
Being reticent to hope too soon for spring - only to have 'Indian Winter' sneaking back to disappoint - if you don't mind - I'd like to celebrate the pretty, glittery winter garden that we had, early on. Ooooh, we had some sparkling mornings at the very beginning of the season! The light was thrilling! =] In the meantime, I'm still going through one kajillion, bazillion photos of my summer garden - trying to get them down to a handful so that I can, FINALLY, share them with you - wish me luck! ;)
The Sky is low - the Clouds are mean.A travelling Flake of SnowAcross a Barn or through a RutDebates if it will go.A narrow Wind complains all DayHow some one treated himNature, like Us is sometimes caughtWithout her Diadem.~ Emily Dickinson