2017 A YEAR BETWEEN WINTERS

Before I summarise the last year here is today in all its slushy, cold glory. We are on the snow line and in the top left hand corner is the new feeder S and K gave us for Christmas.

And a happy New Year.

Back to the blog - 
Where does it all come from? Looking back through the year at woodland brimming with vegetation, roses heavy with flowers and so on - where does it all go?

In the early spring the days lengthen and the first leaves come with rhubarb bursting from their crowns.

Then the cherry blossom erupts

to be followed by leaves.

The borders are full of forgetmenots and tulips,

then hesperus and alliums.

The way to the wood past the oriental poppy bed 

leads to a wild display of campion and pignut.

Aquilegia, self sown, flowers wherever it likes

and the roses and crambe bring drama to the garden.

The garden is haven for birds like the nesting pheasants

and there are mallard on the pond.

 The year moves on through waterfalls of Rose Rambling Rector.

Gradually later plants emerge - the Japanese Anemones complementing the resurgence of flowers on the roses.

And then the shadows lengthen as September comes with dew and a different light.

Harvests are taken,

the leaves turn and fall -

Where does it all come from - where does it all go?