We got slammed again. About a foot this time, I’d say. Here’s a look.
The scene of many a midsummer’s night supper, covered in snow:
As Diane Querey would say: “Hydrangea Watch: Winter Edition.”
The flower basket that Lettie gave me has a little snow hat:
The apricot tree:
Yarrow:
Bees in their house:
Behind the big rock:
Red berries. I’m surprised the birds haven’t eaten them yet:
Pear tree and asparagus:
Ratty old garage side:
Apple tree:
Chiminea and hydrangea behind it. (That’s the one we planted this year! Summer seems so long ago now.)
Coneflowers. The birds like those seeds, too:
Fennel seeds. Humans like those:
Our very kind neighbor gave our walkway the snowblower treatment:
It’s warm and toasty inside there:
But cold and nasty out here:
Can you believe that’s our garden? Poor little plants:
We’re just counting those chill hours down to sour cherry season!
