The calendar says it’s just turned winter, but as far as I’m concerned, we’re already well on our way to spring. I used to wait until March to do my outdoor cleanup, trying to get every last bit of enjoyment out of the garden before giving up on the previous year’s display. Unfortunately, the voles also got a great deal of enjoyment out of that approach, and I eventually had to switch to cutting down both the garden and meadow in mid- to late fall so the voles were forced to find other places to spend the winter.
It’s a good thing I started gathering pictures early for this Bloom Day, because we had our first frost a few nights ago, and parts of the garden are looking sort of sad at the moment. But for now, let’s pretend that hasn’t happened and instead revel in the last beauties of the season.