For nearly two years now, life has been throwing us curve balls. You know the saying, right? An idiom derived from baseball, a curve ball is something unexpected, deviating from a strait path, not welcomed, and possibly dangerous. Sound accurate? We all know the twists and turns of the Covid curve ball so I won’t go into that, but I would like to point out, on this first day of a brand new year, that curves in nature can be rather beautiful.
‘Six on Saturday’ is a garden bloggers theme hosted by The Propagator, who provides a space for gardeners around the world to share what’s happening in their gardens each week. In my southeast Ontario garden, winter means almost nothing will be blooming. It also means; however, that natural curves are more visible and, sometimes, more pronounced. These curves are definitely welcome! Indeed, when I was walking about Thursday morning taking these photos, breathing deep the fresh, crisp air, listening to and seeing birds and squirrels, and just, slowly, observing, the garden, in winter, these graceful curves brought me peace, and, also, a sense that the new year will, somehow, be all right. Happy New Year everyone!