Sunday, 4 January 2009

The Blue Garden dressed in her snow coat

Garden life is a dream. I sit in front of the fire with a mug of tea, reading garden books. Dreaming of a spring and a summer far, far ahead.

It is bitterly cold. My time in the garden is limited to photographing, feeding birds and squirrels.

White has its own beauty, though my garden dreams have the colours of the rainbow.

Thursday, 1 January 2009