Winter? A time of growth, I say. And leaf painting.
My garlic is growing roots now undercover, but the welsh onions are having a grand time in the cold.
That’s nectarine leaves to the upper left, apricot leaves to their right, and gingko up front, because why not have some fun with the old ones?
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Yes, a time of growth. Winter as death makes a good metaphor (“When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang/Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,/Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang”. . . “Death’s second self”, etc.) but to me it is a time of rejoicing of fluffed-up beauty, swaddled in furs–purchased or grown.
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Winter as death. I think it’s an old Celtic tradition that lives on. That is interesting.
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