I took these out in the garden a day or two ago. They show my winter resting garden, all cleaned up. Ready to start again.
I am a lover of perennials. Unfortunately, they tend to leave a rather bleak picture off season. My Mom taught me to plant some evergreens so there would be some kind of year round interest, and I chose all these grasses and a few shrubs. There are multiple types and heights. And, next summer, I'll hopefully be tying back an overabundance of growth, once again.
I have one more section to clean up, and then a section that I'm "re-designing" But, I'd better get started because Mr Forsythia, a true predictor of spring has started to try to bloom. Either he is very confused, or we won't have another freeze this year. (Yes, Gloria, there is climate change.)
In winter, this is where all the real work happens. There are plenty of things blooming in the greenhouse. And, plenty of very happy fern. You can't see them, but way at the back are the citrus trees.
Everybody have a great Thursday. I am keeping my head down and staying busy. But, it does feel a bit like re-arranging the furniture in a house that's on fire. It's hard to watch everything I believe in being dismantled.