Garden 337

A cottage garden in an urban setting

Bleak Late Winter

Snowy Morning

It’s been a somewhat gentle winter here in West Michigan.  We haven’t had all that much snow, though the ground at the moment is covered.  We got about six inches Saturday.  Last weekend, though,  it was actually warm enough for me to go on a 10 mile ride on my Terra Trike.  I wore four layers and a funny hat, and I stayed toasty warm.  Well, my feet got cold.  Next time I’ll wear more layers on my feet, too.  I thought the fur-lined boots would do the trick, but they didn’t.

I confess I haven’t done any close looking at the garden.  The older I get, the more sensitive to cold I seem to be.   But the heavy snow we got this weekend turned the garden into a fairy land. It makes me feel a little better about the fact that I didn’t get to all the fall cleanup that I generally do.


About Me

I haven’t always been a gardener, but I have always loved gardens. It has taken 16 years to get my gardens into the shape they are today. And, I’ve had help. I’m 74 years old, have rheumatoid arthritis, and had a late stage cancer six years ago. I am, though, intrepid. I’m the kind of person who plods along, tailoring my goals as I go. Last November I had a long overdue knee replacement surgery and I’m hoping this spring, summer, and fall will be able to maintain and find even more joy working in all of my garden beds. Full disclosure, though. I have a garden guy who comes once a week to work in my gardens.


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