Winter is upon us in East Tennessee, without the beauty of snow.
The solemn greys, browns and beige seen from our kitchen window allow me to view the landscape with a completely different perspective.
Barren trees in silhouette seem even more interesting and majestic somehow; Branches and tendrils and twigs reaching towards Heaven.
Birds that were scarcely noticeable in the lushness of summer appear more visible and numerous as they flit through the skeletal remains of the coneflowers and sedum.
The world is a different place when GREEN is gone.
Very quiet, very still.... just resting and secretly renewing itself.
The only green we have now, are the 50 cent Kale plants I rescued from certain destruction at the Co-op,
the basket of Holly from our bushes,
the Romaine leaves sprouting in small dishes
and the Rosemary Sprigs I hope to coax into rooting.
All in the windowsill...
All looking out upon the Grey, brown and beige landscape of winter.
From here in Hopalong Hollow, we pray your winter and your New Year will be most bountiful, renewing and beautiful.
OOPS! I've just been haughtily reminded that their IS some brilliant color in the winter landscape...
5 of them!