Bitter Winds

Today's arctic temperatures are enough to give us all the Monday Morning Blues. Searing winds chill me to the bone, discouraging the daily garden inspection, whilst in the kitchen the kettle whistles announcing that it's time for tea!  Apparently, this will be the last cold snap before spring, not a moment too soon for the inhabitants here at VGP.  Close inspection of the shrubs and trees reveals tightly curled buds just waiting for the ambient temperature to burst.  It feels as though we are suspended in time, like a waterfall that freezes mid-motion, the skill is to take time to breathe, contemplate and visualise nature's seasonal story that's poised to unfold.

 

Not only am I struggling with the cold, capturing the garden on film is like the Crypton Factor!  As I persevere with a new camera, it's only the promise of delicate botanical portraits of my petalled friends that stops me composting the technology. Oh for the mental agility of the Facebook generation...