Snow, a clump of cat mint, the support for the boysenberry and fox footprints don't tell the whole story.
Underneath lies promise of things to come.
Seeds to sow in little containers in the house....
Before long the garden will take off again.
|Did the shepherds take their flocks|
with them to Bethlehem?
|Probably. Or maybe an angel|
stayed with their flocks
till they returned.
|I like to think the sheep got to|
come along to meet baby Jesus.