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The garden is constantly teaching us lessons about the circle of life, birth, death, renewal. At this time of year, gardeners in the northern hemisphere find themselves in the middle of winter. A few days ago, a voice from the T.V. said that we'd gained 45 minutes of daylight since the solstice.
The garden is coming back to life with all sorts of winter blooms and newly emerging foliage. Due to my laziness, there are still a lot of corpses lying around in various stages of decay. Plant corpses. What were you thinking? The large ornamental grasses are providing interest and won't get cut down quite yet and in these pictures skeletonized leaves of Acanthus sennii decorate the lawn. I've got to figure out a way to use these in a vase or wreath sometime. Ideas? Aren't they nifty. They remain fairly flexible while still moist.
Media vita in morte sumus. In the midst of life, we are in death, a Latin phrase most likely written in France, has been on the hit parade since about 750 a.d. At this time of year, it's nice to think of it the other way around. In the midst of death we are in life. Six of one, half a dozen of the other.