Sleeping

Not all the garden looks good in winter - in fact most is rather messy. This bit of the bog garden is full of sleeping day lilies. There is a climbing rose in there I need to dig out and move before spring. No peace for the wicked.

The Lone Pine.

The snow is gone. The front of the garden is marked by this lone pine sentinel - if the sign of the lone pine means anything to you, leave a comment. This one was a Christmas tree for the lounge in the late 1980s, bought with roots (though these were unlovingly hacked out of the ground). This one survived and is now 30 foot.

Let it Snow

Snow viewed through the branches of the Winter Honeysuckle. It won't stay long.

Fieldfares

A flock of more than 60 fieldfares descended to eat apples this morning. A sign that they are feeling the cold. This photo is taken through glass, otherwise they would have flown.

Burst pipes

The front of the garden from the road. A water main had burst at the top of the hill, in the middle of the night causing this sea of ice. Snowdrops and daffodils are lying flat on the ground.

More promise

Heavy frost overnight. Burst water main in village caused mayhem with frozen water on the roads. Anyhow, a more optimistic picture

Promise

The promise of things to come - this is magnolia stellata. As always, click picture for more detail. I notice that two thirds of my audience lives in Russia - greetings to you all. Our weather must look tame in comparison.