January 1, 2010....A bright sunny,blue sky morning
It is very cold today, but the gypsy in me went looking for red in the garden
Would you believe this is a volunteer? I just noticed it this fall when the red berries were caught in sunlight as I was looking for a lost hosta. You see the garden has been at war in that corner....thick with red twig dogwoods that seem to have spread themselves along my neighbors fence. They have advanced on coneflowers,siberian irises, but lost a battle with Joe Pye weed...or should I say that there is a temporary truce. Well somewhere in there I was certain there was a very nice hosta, probably fading away. On my way back to the front line of this battle I discovered a flank of invaders...not sure what kind of bush it is..but it is stunning and it stays. I am ultimately the commander in chief. I think they may be winterberry bushes. If you know..I 'd like to know. Anyway, this morning, the heart ache blue sky aroused my senses, and I just needed to know if those red berries had survived the snow. Yes, indeed they had. But why? Why aren't the birds plucking every last berry off of that bush? All the other berries have been devoured. Maybe they ripen for the spring migration.
Oh I miss the robins. They probably "planted" the seeds for these bushes.
Isn't life grand?
Oh ,the magic of the garden....look who came and visited me while I was out looking for red?
I best get to filling the feeders.................Joy, Susan