Tiny cowslips in the garden on Christmas Eve. Just what is going on here?
Holly blue, I think?
Such a late spring.
Grey, brown and black.
Everything seemed to happen at once!
I hope to post more pictures from my garden, and from the local park, during the rest of the week.
Some images from a wet garden.
After a few days of sub-zero temperatures, the garden is starting to thaw out. Green is making a welcome comeback, spiking sharply through the dwindling snow. Smooth pebbles gleam. Fog hovers protectively.
There’s more birdsong today. A sense of spring, waiting. Just out of sight.
I love to see (and hear) a robin in the garden.
This one looks rather thoughtful!