The Bones of Winter
How do you feel about the landscape in the Winter? Does your winter garden inspire you, or does it all seem to be shades of grey, brown, and "blah"? Finding beauty where there seemingly is none, is an excercise in reframing. Let us take you on a short journey...
Dark and craggy, covered in moss and lichen.
Winter is a time when the structure of the land is laid open and bared to our inquiring eyes. The fluffy, bright skirts of deciduous leaves have fallen to the forest floor and have either been put into the compost or left to decay and add another layer of hummus to the soil. Our prized perennials have mostly withered and fallen into dormancy as well. Winter's landscape is now dominated by what lies beneath the chartreuse leaves and happy flowers.
Bones whose bark peels like hearty flakes of cinnamon.
What remains are the naked trees and bare-barked shrubs, standing sentry over the unadorned ground below. Take some time to enjoy the bones of your garden. If your garden doesn't possess bones, imagine what they might look like... dark and craggy, covered in wet moss and silvery lichen? Or stark white with strips of peeling bark revealing a peach colored underbelly? Bones like fire that umber from yellow to orange to red... or bones whose bark peels like hearty flakes of cinnamon.
Stark white, with strips of peeling bark revealing a peach colored underbelly.
Do you have a favorite color or texture of tree bark? Please share it with us!
Bones like fire that umber from yellow to orange to red.