Cold grey days and long dark nights can easily lead to mid winter melancholy and I’m fortunate not to be affected by them as some are, the birds in my garden cheer me up during daylight hours, their songs may be all about territorial and breeding rights but to my human ears they are just joyful.
However it’s too cold to be out in my garden for hours at a time and the long evenings find me searching out tv programmes filmed in sunny parts of the world, particularly those involving flower filled landscapes. When I decide I can’t justify spending another hour watching Monty’s tour of Crete, lovely as it is, I turn to my own very amateur attempts to capture last summer’s flowers from my garden.
Every summer I spend some time trying to capture the essence of my garden, as a visual reminder of the intensity of light, vibrancy and range of colour and incredible growth of so many plants all thriving together. It’s a little light relief from the short dull days of winter and a reminder of the joys to come, just a few short months away.