Farm Journal ~ February
In the bleak mid-winter... snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow. Not a lot of snow but this year so far but has been wintery cold and bleak.
There is beauty in mid-winter though, the silence, the sculpture of bare branches against the sky, the brilliance of stars at night, but our hearts do go out to wildlife. They have to struggle to survive these difficult months.
Our plants, like little bears, are sleeping and will be until March, protected and resting up for their spring work ahead.
And March is not far from us now.
There is beauty in mid-winter though, the silence, the sculpture of bare branches against the sky, the brilliance of stars at night, but our hearts do go out to wildlife. They have to struggle to survive these difficult months.
Our plants, like little bears, are sleeping and will be until March, protected and resting up for their spring work ahead.
And March is not far from us now.