Shy Violet takes courage
amidst Winter’s grey.
I fear that these little plants will be in for a shock – can we really get through an entire winter with so few frosts?
Have to ask Boreas, the God of the North Winds, for the answer to that. Or is it a case of letting sleeping gods lie?
I wrote that a while ago now. A few hail showers but frosts are looking less and less likely. Can I chance my wager to drowning?
Such a rewarding little flower – a violet!
You guys will be moving into spring soon, and us, to autumn…
At the moment I’m not allowing myself to think about spring too much, in case it never comes. The weather is foul in the UK. Wet, wet, and more wet, plus gales and storms. But it makes me appreciate the occasional blue sky so, so, so much.
Just hunkering down and getting on with my editing, whilst rushing out between showers to exercise.
LL=large like, Sarah… 🙂 here are my violets:
They are beautiful:-)
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Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
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