February may be the shortest month as far as calendar days go, but in my gardener’s mind, it is the longest, coldest, and dismal. With that in mind, I stolled around the garden, taking care to review what once was blooming bright. With any luck at all Spring is just around the corner.
I do have one little bit of floral drama, indoors: here she is, a blowsy wench of an amaryllis
Thanks Carol, for encouraging reflection and anticipation.