Giving thanks

A litany of garden blessings:

Fresh parsley and sage, thyme and rosemary, all in the garden for holiday cooking.

A climate that allows for fresh herbs but still offers the wonders of winter.

My library of garden books to cozy up with in the cold dark time of introspection.

Kale and chard.

Leaf mulch and its complex microcosm.

Clear cold days coinciding with time off to finish putting the garden to bed.

Cockeyed optimism necessary for planting garlic in the face of gophers and deer.

A single leaf hanging at the very top of a bare tree like a silver star.

Rubber boots and warm wool socks.

M’s unflagging willingness to help with the heavy lifting and cheer on even the most harebrained garden ‘innovations’.

Candlegrove.

A garden mostly dead above but teeming with life below.

A clean slate.

Happy Thanksgiving to all.