The birdbath is freezing, thawing, freezing, thawing...
The strawberries look so beautiful when they're frosty...
and though it's only January, if you look hard enough you can find signs of the approaching spring.
The seeds of spring make my sleepy winter garden so inspiring, as I lay abed gazing out the window.
I've been snipping peacocks and drawing like there's no tomorrow... getting ready for a marketing trip to Atlanta.
I've been shamelessly resting, recuperating in my jammies, pots of glue and ink at my elbow, looking out the window at the wintery landscape.
Are you enjoying the chilly season in your own garden? Or flying away to distant lands?
