The sun rises late on a morning in March, here in Atlantic Canada, but I love the silvery-gold quality of the light, and the way it shines on the ice-crusted snow. This photo shows the poor old battered greenhouse, with twin compost bins nearby and a glimpse of the bee yard in the background — the rose garden is out there too, but it’s completely buried by the snow! The funky little tree you see in the foreground is a butternut that I grew from an actual butternut nut (very proud of that): the deer give it a hard time, eating the tips and rubbing the bark of the trunk with their antlers, but so far it’s still surviving!
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That picture of your crystalline paradise makes me wistful. Buds are popping out everywhere now and the anticipation of spring is vibrating in the soil…. but we didn’t get a Snow Day this year. I believe that I’m a bit jealous.
Enjoy the beauty!