Winter continues here in New England. We have been spoiled by mild winters the past few years..and early Springs. But not this year. Today there is a fresh dusting of snow and the air remains crisp and frosty.
It is a quiet time of year. The early morning is silent. No bird song or buzzing bees. No chattering squirrels. It can be very restful. A time to reflect unhurriedly. No rushing about. Nature is sleeping. Waiting for spring.
It is a time for indoor projects. I have begun weaving some towels.
Fergus dozes in the sun. We will walk later. There is no hurry.
So life at Brookwood Shire continues at its gentle winter pace. But I do miss my gardens. A friend of mine posted this picture on Facebook this morning.
The cottage seems out of a fairy tale…something the kindergarten teacher in me will always love…but it is the gardens….so bright and colorful that caught my eye. And made me realize just how MUCH I miss my gardens!
But time passes, the seasons unfold and I know that the greens and pinks and yellows of Spring will return…and we will appreciate them all the more for the wait!