Despite the fresh beginning that the New Year brings, come January (in the north country), it can feel that the world has been dead for quite a long time. The landscape appears monochromatic, rather bleak. I turn to the seeds – always full of hope – the subtle grays, browns, and shades of white that form the winter palette – and take heart in the knowledge that every winter eventually turns to spring.
1/365: seed heads on snow
avant garden 365 
So many of us have missed the photos and the commentary that goes with it. To that end, I say AMEN, to the life inside those seeds that will appear in a few months. Thank You for the reminder……..and hope.
Thank you! I’ve missed it, too. Glad to be back.