Warm Blanket

We did get that dump of fluffy snow, transforming the garden, bringing peaceful white to cushion, calm and cover.  Smooth mounds mark undercover stones, spiky brown reaches through fleecy white, and tucked in pots pouf with vanilla muffin tops.  The arbour in rough grey stands guard over hibernating inhabitants.  The winter bouquets are iced like cakes.  The garden lies sleeping under its downy warm blanket.   

Posted on February 4, 2015 and filed under Inspiration.