Always a favourite place to stop, look, and just breathe. Sheep, deer, constantly changing light…
It was beautiful in the Peak District this afternoon. Beautiful but cold. No flowers, no birdsong. Yet.
I love to see (and hear) a robin in the garden.
This one looks rather thoughtful!
Fleeting sunshine today. A trip out was planned, but abandoned suddenly. I took the camera into the garden instead. Watery sunlight pointed out some brown, lacy hydrangeas:
Yesterday I upturned a plant pot to empty it in preparation for new planting in spring. The compost had held its shape, steadied by a network of roots: gleaming, smooth and rich – like a plum pudding.
I’ll be planting this soon: a small cowslip plant to replace the one that disappeared last year. A wonderful fresh green, to offset the greys and browns which dominate the garden now.
Something to look forward to!