A fellow blogger suggested that if you become burned out from writing, the best thing is to take a break. Hence my long absence from this blog.
I have not been idle though. I have put a garden to bed and I have planted some bulbs. Several hundred more grape hyacinth and scilla went into the plum orchard, and for a little whimsy, I planted two hundred Poeticus Narcissus Pheasant’s Eye.
Bulbs give pleasure even in the winter, dreaming how they will look in the spring. Gardening is so much about looking forward.
After our first decent snowfall the canvas appeared blank at first, but during a winter walk I took a few photos of the meadows that surround my house. My eye site is better at this time of year due, I believe, to the sharp contrasts outdoors. The dried meadow plants look stunning against the blanket of snow.
And it’s not just the subtle tans, and browns of dried plants that star. The small nursery of willows looks exceptionally bright in the snowy landscape.
My other project has been working on a photo shop plan of my garden. It is my first such attempt, but not my last. How much detail to include, how much to leave out – it’s bit like the process of editing a garden. Winter is such a great time to reflect on our gardens, and I feel like writing again.