I went to the garden very early this morning. There had been snow in the mountains and I was nervous that it might melt before I could get there.
As it turned out, the snow had settled only lightly on leaves and flowers and shrubs. Water in the bird bath had frozen solid. White ice glittered and sparkled everywhere I looked. One lilac coloured flower had frozen too, looking more like a cake decoration than a living part of a garden.
The sun traced its rising with golden fingers of light.
As it turned out, the snow had settled only lightly on leaves and flowers and shrubs. Water in the bird bath had frozen solid. White ice glittered and sparkled everywhere I looked. One lilac coloured flower had frozen too, looking more like a cake decoration than a living part of a garden.
The sun traced its rising with golden fingers of light.
