In many ways winter has become my favorite time in the garden. Strange, because there is little blooming, most of the trees are bare and color subdued. But the clear skies, bright atmospheric conditions and occasional rain lends a brilliance and sharpness to the landscape.
So it was that after a day of rain on Thanksgiving the next morning when I came back from walking I simply had to take some pictures.
In the back garden beside the pond one of the crepe myrtle trees is slowly loosing its leaves, but in such a beautiful way.
The view from my back deck, with the brick pathway still wet, no flowers, just the color of green against the blue sky.
Out in the front along the driveway a little sitting area, in the warmer months an umbrella shelters the spot but it has been put away for the cooler seasons. A talented friend made me the containers on the table. The Hopseed bushes in the background are glistening with raindrops
Here are some of the Paperwhites I spoke about in a previous post, bravely blooming although a little battered by the rain. The Honeyburst locust tree is almost completely denuded but will explode next spring with lovely chartreuse foliage.
And lastly, a view of the bridge and beyond.
I have always read that the bones of a garden are very, very important and it is now is this season that they can be seen and accessed without distraction. Maybe it is this simplicity that so appeals to me,
Like always this time in the garden will slowly end and once again the roses will bloom and it will be time to think of spring and summer color. I for one am looking forward to seeing the results of all of the wildflower seeds I have sown. The ever changing ways of a garden are one of the most magical things in the life of a gardener.
Now I must get back to Christmas plans.
Thank you for visiting.