Winter Garden

The beautiful spring-type day on Saturday has reverted to a winter-type day today.  Snow cushions the footsteps of any person or critter that happens to be walking over the ground as the morning appears.  Heavy rains yesterday, followed by freezing temps last night add a crunch under the soft snow. 

The birds have already visited the replenished in-preparation-of-the-coming-snow birdfeeders, in particular, the cardinals.  I spend time contemplating them as they sit on the tree branches waiting their turn in the “pecking order.”  With 11 male cardinals and their mates, it looks like a Christmas tree festooned with red velvet cardinal-bows set against the white velvet background.

Under the snow, the ground heals from all the work of last spring and summer–the putting forth growth and then the wild profusion of life.  Time for a rest, for the rain to soak into the ground and the roots to be watered.  Activity goes on, but it is just out of view, underground.  

I rest and heal as I watch the winter garden resting and healing.