A bird in the hand ...

... is an honour.

Warmth through photos

As I write this post, it is -22C (-8F) with windchill.



So as long as I don't go outside, I can pretend that the sun coming through the windows means that warm breezes are blowing, flowers are growing and bees are buzzing.

Though the winds are keen and chill
Roses' hearts are beating still,
And the garden tranquilly
Dreams of happy hours to be;
In the summer days of blue
All its dreamings will come true.

~ From Lucy Maud Montgomery's The Garden in Winter

Petal love

White ranunculus petal love. Reminds me of icing on a cake.

Snowy woods

Some good news: I received my D300 back from the shop. And so far, so good. It's like a new camera.

And now for some colour...

... from the cleome patch.





Taken at the Ornamental Gardens this past summer.