After I left a rather gloomy comment on his blog, my photographer friend, David, whom I met at the Garden Writers Symposium, gave me a challenge. He suggested I go out, armed with my camera, to find color in what I thought was a barren winter landscape. Two days ago, the weather was cold, so I kept my foraging to 30 minutes like he suggested. Here is what I found. The first photo is a burst of evergreen: Magnolia grandiflora's shiny emerald leaves. Can you see the tiny bud in the center? Call it hope of spring to come. As David pointed out, even gray has its subleties. See the detail of the lichen on the trunk of this oak; a play of light and dark. If you look closely, there is even a bit of gold in the lower left. Gray field fencing fronts a red tractor wheel. You...

What was I thinking? Every year I do this. Bulb overindulgence. They didn't look like so many in balmy September, but after a temperate fall, I was forced to plant them in winter, out in the cold. All 262 of them. On the packaging, planting bulbs looks hard. As a novice gardener, I was intimidated. All those diagrams showing the little spade digging a very deep hole. All that math complete with rulers that I guess you are supposed to stick in the hole. Have I told you all how much I hate math? I'm probably a writer simply because the journalism school at OU didn't require any math for a degree. Plus, I've got three kids, one of whom shares a birthday with my mother (today) almost one week after Christmas. If I took the time to plant per the instructions, I would never get them in the ground....

    Winter spreads snowy white arms Encircling her lover covered in pearls. Her tight embrace cold and white, Chilled. Like champagne shared On the eve of a New Year. By Dee Nash   I hope everyone had a pleasant and cheerful New Year's Eve. Thanks to all the people I've met since starting this blog mere months ago. For more Garden Bloggers' musings, check out Sweet Home and Garden Chicago.  

Welcome. Come on into my winter garden all dressed in white. Another inch of snow fell last night. I heard it pelting against the skylights in our bedroom around midnight. Look how it covers all and makes everything beautiful. HH might not agree. We own a paving company. Every day that it snows, we can't work, which means I don't get Photoshop for my Valentine, or my anniversary present in May. So, I'm about over the snow. I know this falls under "stuff I can't control," and just when I think I'm getting that lesson down, God sends another inch. Therefore, this morning, I took out my camera and decided to make some snowy lemonade. Here are some of the things I saw. First, a couple of scenes from the back garden. This is my little bird bath. Although it looks good as a focal point, it isn't very effective...