Its november.The summery garden is now just a memory with the pictures and the vagaries of my mind to remember.Its the tin stove season.
It has been freezing for days, with an icy north wind blowing from Scandanavia.The only things left growing are geraniums.
I am planning again for next spring, and summer.New roses, new blooming flowers.I need to get seedpackets and plan again.More photos soon.
The green soul never completely goes, even when life is raging around you.Lifes storms send our ships to and fro.The garden is a welcome respite from those stormy waters.Somewhere to reflect, rejuvenate, and plan the next moves.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
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