Dying plant

Posted on November 18, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Annuals, Chilled, Cold, Dying plants, Frost, Gardening, Life, Perennial, Plants, WinterLeave a comment

Hubby ‘rescued’ this, but I think there is no chance of survival. Its a blackened mess of sagging stems. The result of a particularly cold night and a very tender plant. I’m afraid it’s going to be relegated to the compost bin tomorrow after rescuing some spring bulbs that have started to grow even before the winter arrives. I have even seen blossom on the apple tree a few weeks ago. Gardening is tough at this time of year. The day length and cold kill the annual plants and shut down perennial ones. Can’t wait for spring……

Ivy

Posted on October 18, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Berries, Christmas, Garden, Gardening, Holly, Ivy, Photo, Plants, Winter, WreathLeave a comment

I like ivy, it covers the ground, grows up trees, makes berries birds can eat. Places where birds can nest where it grows up walls. This is a mixture of plain and variegated varieties. It’s mature because it’s growing berries now. There is a Holly Bush near it which is also making berries. I might even make a wreath for the door when it gets to Christmas.

Rose

Posted on October 18, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, Cold, Ending, Failing, Flower, Frost, Growing, Pink, Rose, Waiting to fall, WinterLeave a comment

One rose left

All others gone

Pink and delicate

Fighting the cold

Decay all around

Starting to curl

Fade away

Waiting to fall

To fade

Till always

Inevitable end

Snowflakes?

Posted on October 15, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Flakes, Photo, Poem, Poetry, Season, Snow, Soft, Weather, Winter, WritingLeave a comment

Last January

It snowed

Huge flakes fell out of a grey sky

Cotton wool pieces

Layering up

Cold biting my bones

Blanketing the world with a white duvet

Smothering sounds

Birds hushed

Edges softened

Till drip, drip, drip

The thaw arrives.

Cold chills

Posted on October 9, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, Blue, Bright colours, Cold, Frost, Grey, Poem, Poetry, seasons, Spring, Waiting, WinterLeave a comment

Something cold

Something blue

Strong winds

Cold showers

Gale force time

Leaves off the trees

Strewn on the ground

Kicking them round.

Run through the mounds

Of yellow and gold

Reds and russets

Spiralling down.

Crisp and clear

Frost on the way,

Sparkling blue skies

Or raining all day.

Overcast with clouds

Grey and misty

Fungi are found

Surrounded by mystery.

Soon will be winter

End of bright colour

Till spring

Comes again

In showers and bluster.

Roses

Posted on October 2, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, Black spot, Covid, Flowers, Fungi, Life, Sad, seasons, Spring, Thinking, Winter, World, YearLeave a comment

The roses have faded and are gone. Only memories stay with you. Perfume, thorns.

The autumn and fungi are here, rosehips are swelling, elderberries feed the birds. Clouds are gathering, nights are earlier, mornings later. Time for spooky evenings, pumpkins and spiders. Black cats and rats. Mists descend, people try and raise their spirits with bonfires and fireworks, lighting up the sky with flashes and whizzes. Now few entertainments will be allowed. Life continues, but a grey boredom faces us. Keep away, keep away, keep away, the bird Sings. Out of the darkness people laugh, hide, drink, get up to high jinks. Fools for a day or the season. As the year creeps on festivals are cancelled, subscriptions to TV channels you never watched before increase. Firms named after rain forests cash in. Work continues but strangely. And snacks to comfort us are eaten. Winter arrives in cold airs and frosts, the seasons turn. Will spring and rose buds ever return or will black spot spoil the days?

Leaf

Posted on September 28, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, Garden, Leaf, Mulch, Photo, Plant, Poem, Poetry, Regrowth, Time, WinterLeave a comment

One yellow leaf, fallen

Sitting with weeds and grass

Old brown leaves

Already over.

Leaves that turn to mulch

Rotting

Nutrients

Sinking

Into the ground

To renew next year

Feed the roots

To grow new shoots

After winters sleep.

Leaves

Posted on September 15, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, Brown, Colours, Death, Gold, Green, Life, Poem, Poetry, Red, Tree, WinterLeave a comment

Leaves leave

Leafy loss

Trees shiver

Bare branches shake.

Wind blows

Northern ice

Frost burns

Firey colours

Through your crown.

Here today

Gone tomorrow….

Gold, red and green….

Brown

Mulch.

Winter greys

Posted on September 8, 2020September 8, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Dark, Grey, Icy, Lake, Life, Photos, Poem, Poetry, Pond, Rain, Sad, Snow, Weather, Wet, WinterLeave a comment

Soon there will be bare trees

Dark skies

Fallen leaves

Damp leaf litter

Cold miserable ducks

Sitting on icy ponds

Or Canada geese

Stretching their legs

Ruffling their feathers

Trying to keep warm.

Weather drawing in

Cold wind

Rain falling in sheets

Snow and sleet showers.

Winter greys, not blues….

Remember snow?

Posted on June 14, 2020June 14, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Cherry tree, Garden, Leaves, Life, Memories, Rhythm of life, Six months, Snow, Summer, Thoughts, Time, WinterLeave a comment

Six months after this image was taken, and the garden is in full growth. The cherries on the tree are swelling and lichen is growing on the tree.

Life runs in cycles. Soon the height of summer will be with with us. I hope it isn’t too hot. I don’t do heat. Maybe lockdown will end. Hopefully the virus will be bought under control. Only a small percentage of people have died out of earth’s massive population, but that doesn’t make the pandemic any less devastating. Maybe it’s time to think back and remember all those people who have died. Stay safe.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Winter