Spring?

Last autumn I collected up some of the broken and fallen branches from around our lawn. They got as far as the wheelbarrow and no further all winter long.

Today, on a brief visit to the garden, I noticed that spring had sprung from the depths of the now mulching branches.

See, if you leave things long enough they have a habit of sorting themselves out. What bugged me all winter long, an overflowing wheelbarrow needing to be moved the short distance to the compost heaps, is now a beautifully planted container.