It is still a dark and lifeless period in the garden. Life is there of course, but it is sleeping deep down in the soil. I was given several garden books for Christmas and spend my days dreaming of the spring garden, the summer garden, the autumn garden. Winter days and winter nights are for garden dreams.
The squirrels are alive and awake all winter though, and they are busy stuffing their soft bodies with the sunflower seeds from the feeder.
I love watching. Both the squirrels and the birds. The St.Francis birds as Rebecca beautifully calls them.
I live in Trondheim, Norway with my husband and two daughters. Two boys have moved out to create their own homes. I work full time, and have alot of interests, but there is hardly a day when you don't find me in the kitchen, playing with old and new recipes. And if I am not to be find it the kitchen, take a look in The Blue Garden. I am a member of the Slow Food movement and a supporter of the Slower Life. You can contact me at: email@example.com