It is December 22nd. Snow covered the yard—twice today. We shoveled twice. I baked two Swedish coffeecakes. I fed my two cats. I drank 2 cups of coffee.
However, I only have one daisy, still left from the garden—believe it or not. I couldn’t, so I took a picture of it to remember that I still had a daisy flower at Christmas time. The plants themselves are frozen or look it—as they poke their broken stems through the snow drift... and I pile more snow on their heads.
As I downloaded my camera, I came across photos taken of my garden and others last spring and summer and fall. How come I didn’t see the beauty as clearly as I do right now? Did I need the combination of Christmas lights and green, lush plantings to appreciate either of them? Enough said...I will post some of them later. The daisy is the miracle right now.
