This morning I couldn’t resist standing outside in the low 30 temps until I captured just the right moment for recording the winter vegetable garden as the sun and fog rose. (I wanted a truly representative photo to submit to Gardening Gone Wild’s “Picture This Photo Contest” this month. Guest judge and photographer, Andrea Jones, requested a photo which shows the special atmosphere of the landscape around my home.)
Despite the dreariness of winter weather, with repeated cold snaps and piles of snow, I find a beauty in morning sunrises and looking over and through the trees to the mountain valleys and ridges. Sometimes, when the clouds or fog lift, I can see those mountains refreshed with a new covering of white even as I’m surrounded by brown vegetation and red dirt.
This morning as I waited for the fog to lift off the mountain tops, I heard the roaring of the full creek at the bottom of my hill along with bird song. To my delight, I heard bluebirds! I kept an eye out for them and finally saw a pair fly over to inspect the bluebird house which awaits new occupants. (Look closely . . . the female is fluttering and entering the birdhouse while the male sits on the wire in the right foreground. Apologies for not having a closer and crisper photo — they were far away and I did not have the correct lens on the camera.)
Hungry for more signs of an approaching spring, I wandered through my landscape looking for additional bits of green. I found a hyacinth rising through the leaves.
The frog cycle continues. And spring is cycling around to us again.