Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The house as seen from the neighbors' azalea hedge
It seems so strange and wonderful--miraculous--to me that my yard used to look like this . . . and that soon it will again. For me, part of the appeal of gardening is that it turns the passage of time into something not just frightening but beautiful and good and exciting. Gardening gives me so much to look forward to--fiddleheads forming and silverbells blooming and wrens making nests in my fern baskets. . . .
My Rev d'Or rose
More cutleaf coneflowers
Our foster kitten Jelly in the cool green grass
Surrounded by bear paw and dog fennel