The garden rests under a blanket of fallen leaves-
tidy in its untidiness-
slumbering until the March trumpet calls
raising the winters dead
to spring life
once again.
thecourseofourseasons
Observations from the Garden
The garden rests under a blanket of fallen leaves-
tidy in its untidiness-
slumbering until the March trumpet calls
raising the winters dead
to spring life
once again.
thecourseofourseasons 
I love to think of the sleeping gardens, whiling away the winter hours in peace 🙂
Like you, my antenna are attuned to the increasing daylight…….watching like a hawk for the first signs of stirring in the earth – still a couple of months off……