“February is a suitable month for dying. Everything around is dead, the trees black and frozen so that the appearance of green shoots two months hence seems preposterous, the ground hard and cold, the snow dirty, the winter hateful, hanging on too long”.
– Anna Quindlen, One True Thing
Well, I don’t like February either, but maybe it’s not that bad. There’s something to be said for the shock of seeing even a small amount of brightness amidst the prevailing gloom, which backdrop brings forward the individuality of the flower or plant which might otherwise be lost in amongst the crowded displays later in the year.
But this particular February was notable not so much for snow and frost as for the near-hurricane force of the winds over a few days towards the end of the month.
And there were some bright corners …
Miniature Daffodils – Tête à Tête perhaps?
Hellebore – so shy, so beautiful …
Who knows?! – I feel I should know this one, but I’ll have to wait and see.
Our new garden keeps us guessing.