All was quiet on New Year's Day.
It was a lovely, unusually warm sunny day and I spent as much time outside as I could just walking around and photographing the garden in the dead of winter.
Even though it's winter, this lavender growing against the house never stops blooming.
I've never trimmed it, and it is taking over the path.
I like it that way!
I made a mental note to put a potted French lavender plant in the olive bucket for Spring.
Even the Iceberg roses are still blooming!
My culinary obsessed son picked as many as he could to make rose jelly.
The vineyards are finally bare.
For me, observing the garden really reveals the passage of time.
I'm reminded of that with the words to this poem:
Winter, a lingering season, is a time to gather golden moments,
embark on a sentimental journey, and enjoy every idle hour.
~John Boswell
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10 comments:
Lovely post D.
Absolutely gorgeous. Happy New Year!
Happy New Year beautiful place
Blessing
Isora
XO
Asti is such a beautiful place any season of the year. The vista alone is breath taking. Thanks for sharing this amazing property. I love the poem. I'm saving it. Sums up winter perfectly. '-)
Happy New Year!
Beautiful! Happy New Year!!!
Delores, How lucky you are to have roses for rose jelly. and we are under several feet of snow.
Love the olive bucket photo.
Happy New Year
Beautiful! Happy New Year!
Beautiful
Thank you Nettie! Happy New Year my friend!
Gorgeous! Do not trim lavender! I love it spilling over the path......no clippers allowed at my house!!!
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