Home in nature: A garden reborn
I love my garden in winter, when wisps of milkweed silk cling to the cracked, dried pods, and tiny bees sleep, unseen, in old flower stalks. This scene has its own stark beauty, softened by the presence of little songbirds. All winter long, I watch dark-eyed juncos hopping through the leaf litter and goldfinches hunting… Continue reading Home in nature: A garden reborn
