Winter to Spring
Gardening for winter interest is not glamorous. It is, however, rewarding. When the calendar turns to March my antsy nature must drive FM a little bonkers. I want it to be spring but technically it's still winter, so the frustration of wanting to garden vs. being able to garden is often at a peak level. I'm glad, therefore, to have some of that good ol' winter interest to slide me into a safe zone until those real signs of spring, you know, where the nurseries are fully stocked and the daffodils have been up for ages are really and truly a thing. This transition time has been mighty forgiving this year and I can feel that it has helped with my mental health tremendously, otherwise the news of the world could break a person. Never mind that the apple blossoms are nowhere near making a debut, I've shrubs and dried grasses from last year and all kinds of weird and wonderful bits of nature to feed the soul. Here then is the transition zone from winter gliding very gracious...
