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.
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Beautiful winter-land pictures; every season has its own beauty.
Thank you for your always charming blog. Hilsen.
How beautiful those photos are. You are a bit more snowed in than we are here in Maine. I'm dreaming of Spring!
I like this friendly red of your house which makes a lively contrast to the white colour of snow. At what time of the day did you take the picture? In the afternoon? I don't know the daylight in winter in your country.
Have a nice weekend, Barbara
But when the sun shines in snow it is as if a million diamonds and have scattered at your feet and each one is a miniature rainbow, n'est-ce pas?
Dear Britt, I want to be there with all that snow and make an angel and touch that white snow!!!
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