143. How Does Your Garden Grow?

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I don't mind admitting that I am more than ready for blossom and blue skies. It's not that I dislike winter, but it seems that the entire New Forest has turned into a wet bog, the only acception being the gravelled cycle trails.

This week I've been in a real 'light the log burner, put on a woolly jumper' sort of hibernation mode. Choosing to work in front of the fire with a film on in the background. The noise I like, it feels like company. It might sound a bit silly but for someone who likes to be by myself I like the sound of other peoples voices. Add this to the fact that Ozzy has been home from school yet again with a virus and I've not ventured out much other than school runs. 

Luckily I have just the thing for HDYGG this week from a couple of weeks back when I visited my mum. My mum has one of the few gardens I enjoy even as the rain falls. Every time I visit I covet her summerhouse, the light inside is always bang on, not too bright and not too dark. It's the sort of space I day dream of having a little outside office space in, homely but bright, cosy and inviting.

 
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
— Edith Sitwell
 
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“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”...

”It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...
— Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
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It might be all soggy and dark hues as I looked down, but looking up pink broke out against the grey sky. Not a great photo of blossom I know, but that moment made me smile and looking at this photos, I smile again.

Thanks to all who joined in last week, some faves include: The pocket handkerchief garden in wintera late afternoon stroll in Gravetye's Gardenthe green fingers plan and a New Year's Day hike (which has reminded me I still have photos from Krakow way back in January to share - so double thanks to Claudia!)