A January Walk

We had another break between rain storms.  A three day break of beautiful sunny days, cool and crisp, and it drew me outside for the one mile walk to the end of our road and back. Not a long walk, and one I’ve done many many times, but I didn’t feel like driving somewhere to go for a walk. Time to breathe in a bit of nature again. Many may think that a cold January morning doesn’t offer much to photograph, but I grabbed my camera as I headed out.  There may not be blossoms, or snowscapes, or stormclouds in the sky to photograph, but I still managed to find a few photo-worthy shots.  They’re there if one slows down and looks.

Mossy fence rail
Tiny forest of moss
Saxifragae finding a way
Cyclament are colonizing nicely
Woodpeckers have been busy on this paperbark maple
Robin stops for sun in an October Glory maple


Nature Takeover

Gosh. I leave the garden unattended for 2 months of the year and look what happens.  I took a walk out in the garden today because it is in-between rain storms, and is weirdly warm here in the Pacific Northwest.  It should not be mid 50s in January.  As I walked around, I found nature has decided to take over my stone bench.  While it is rather pretty and atmospheric, it will make the bench less inviting to sit on, knowing I am sitting on a living thing.  Or it might just make it softer.  Hmmm…could be a good thing?

nature takes over a stone bench

Pink in January

January is not a time I spend much time in my garden.  After the wind blows, I get out and pick up the branches that have fallen on the lawn.  I check and see how much rainfall we’ve had in the bucket.  I watch the plants outside bravely weathering the winter.

In the western part of the Pacific Northwest, we have not seen any snow.  Yet.  It has been a fairly mild winter with lows barely dipping into mid 20s at a few points.  That is why I should not be surprised when I walk out in the garden and find pink blossoms.

The “Pink Dawn” Viburnum blooms at an inopportune time… when one is rarely outdoors to see it or smell it.  It has a lovely fragrance and is amazingly hardy.  The pink blossoms in December and January seem out of place, but are still a welcome sign of hope of colors still to come.

And as my name is Dawn, the name is fitting.

Pink Dawn Viburnum