Greetings friends! Karen asked me to write a garden journal post
about winter gardening today.
I believe she wanted me to suggest some plants that winter-over well
and some thoughts on what to add for structure in this barren season.
Karen, however, is quite used to me, as the main character in her novel,
coming up with my own ideas.
Today Jack Frost visited, so Karen's ideas will have to wait.
Usually, I'm all about planning a garden
to showcase the beauty of each season.
And I still am, but now that winter is here,
I realize that you just can't plan for frost.
Frost is the only thing that can make every single, solitary
element breathtaking.
Every neglected pile of leaves.
Every spent blossom.
It defines everything with a clarity
that the warmest sunbeam
and the dewiest drop of rain cannot begin to do.
Kind of like Scripture, no?
Defining everything in life,
bringing clarity to confused and hurting situations
like nothing else can do.
Full of truths straight from God's heart that cover over
every tired and broken element
with a beauty that cannot be surpassed.
I will post my thoughts on gardening for a winter scene
once Jack Frost leaves.
In the meantime, you'll find me wandering my garden,
camera in one hand,
mug of tea in the other.
Yours truly,
Posey