What an interesting metaphor the garden is for our everyday life. For the past week the landscape has been frozen in time by the sub-zero temperatures, & most of us have been psycologically frozen in the race to create the 'Perfect Christmas Day'. As the snow melts the last of the year's blooms are emerging a little worse for wear, probably like most of us after indulging in too much rich fayre! One deep breath of the refreshing winter air reminds me of the amazing restorative power of nature.
