The Garden in Winter

Today as we curl into another Cold Day from school, I will venture into the warmth of bread-making with the kids.  The bright color of the blood orange adds a glow to offset the blankets of winter white outside.  Enjoy the time indoors, for the busy warm months will arrive and leave us longing for the time we had to focus inward.  As a reminder to us all, I found a little writing about the garden, rejuvenating in winter and preparing to burst forth in spring...whenever that might be :) 

The Garden in Winter
by Lucy Maud Montgomery

Frosty-white and cold it lies
Underneath the fretful skies;
Snowflakes flutter where the red
Banners of the poppies spread,
And the drifts are wide and deep
Where the lilies fell asleep.

But the sunsets o'er it throw
Flame-like splendor, lucent glow,
And the moonshine makes it gleam
Like a wonderland of dream,
And the sharp winds all the day
Pipe and whistle shrilly gay.

Safe beneath the snowdrifts lie
Rainbow buds of by-and-by;
In the long, sweet days of spring
Music of bluebells shall ring,
And its faintly golden cup
Many a primrose will hold up.

Though the winds are keen and chill
Roses' hearts are beating still,
And the garden tranquilly
Dreams of happy hours to be
In the summer days of blue
All its dreamings will come true.