Face Down

This Anemone might be down, but I’m amazed at its resilience. I blipped it 18 days ago and half of the time since then it has been buried under the snow.

For the first time in 11 days I got out the wheelbarrow and brought in loads of wood. I chopped the too-wide logs and a lot of kindling, and I picked up a bucketful of fir cones. It’s good to be replenishing my veranda supplies, but I’m very pleased that I had plenty there to see me through the siege.

The snow has retreated to the back lawn, though there are still the heaps from clearing paths and my car.