A late winter storm came through last night and left this beautiful scene behind. These are the "winter bones" of one of my perennial gardens. I love the structures in the landscape this time of year. I'll refer back to this picture during the dog days of summer and imagine it being 32 degrees again. As beautiful as it is, I am anxious for spring to arrive and end this cabin fever.
- Oh wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind? - Percy Bysshe Shelley -