Monday 43 | A Year of Mondays

The colors of winter.  It’s gotten very cold and except for some oaks, there are no leaves clinging to their branches.  It’s a time of texture in the garden.  A quick trip in and out tells the story most days.

No. 43

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  1. I’m rather partial to the muted shades of winter. They’re quite sophisticated, and make you appreciate the value of subtlety. And, as you say, of texture.

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