Clumps of fountain grass whisper as they dance with the wind.
Branches with curling bark and a few hanging leaves silhouette against pewter sky.
Pond fish swish far back under rocks.
Today is wet Winter. Yesterday felt like Spring sunshine.
Narcissus and daffodil are just beginning their green peep through.
But pansies and snapdragons still offer golden yellow and crimson and velvety purple petals. Rosemary,thyme, oregano, and dill provide a whole palette of green, plus fragrance for my fingers when I cut them for soups. Lentil, chicken, potato and tomato.
And the roses, oh the roses! A table with steaming bowls of soup and a little jar of golden roses warms my body and my soul.
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