All the best to you in 2020!

The garden's structure, so lovely.

Each season is a treasure.

Such beautiful colors!

Beauty, in the barest of branches...no other way to describe it!   

 

Some people think these January and wintery days can be drizzly and dull.   Really they are beautiful in their warm rich brown tones and misty skies, while appreciating the structural dimensions of the bare branched plants.

 

No New Year wish could be more welcome than several days of slow and drenching rain.  We look forward to more rain, and possibly snow, this winter.

 

The climbing Aster continues to bloom for that wayward bee who looks for nectar on those warmer winter days.  We are happy to offer blooming plants all winter long.

 

The myraid of winter birds are here to enjoy the seed pods, evergreen roosts, suet, sunflower and niger seeds.  This, of course, includes the Dark-eyed junco, Tufted titmouse, Downy woodpecker, sparrows, Blue jay, Robin, Mourning dove, Cardinals, Goldfinch, Cedar Waxwing, and more.

 

The Crows and Hawks are here looking for their favorite meals.  For the Crows that means flocks of them will decend on the Magnolia blossoms have turned to juicy berries which are filled with protein.  It is quite a site to watch them "get in position" to get each berry out of the pods.

 

The Hawks, of course, are looking for an easy meal at the feeders.  The Blue Jays are certainly noisy enough to warn all the other birds and us of the Hawk's presence.

 

As you prepare for your garden this season, please take a moment to watch this video about neonicotinoids. 

 

"One see coated with neonicotinoid pesticides is enough to kill a songbird like Blue Grossbeak.  Avoiding these and other pesticides in your home and garden can make a difference."      https://abcbirds.org/neonics

 

https://www.facebook.com/AmericanBirdConserve/videos/391859614988157/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

 

"And myriad leaves, on which the Summer wrote
Her blushing farewell, at my feet were strown."

—Albert Laighton, “In the Woods”

 

"And myriad leaves, on which the Summer wrote
Her blushing farewell, at my feet were strown."

—Albert Laighton, “In the Woods”

"And myriad leaves, on which the Summer wrote
Her blushing farewell, at my feet were strown."

—Albert Laighton, “In the Woods”

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