When people hibernate because of snow, I get stuff done at the shop. I finished a quilt job, caught up around the shop with fabric packs, problem solved sewing machines with Stu.
We stayed late. The car was covered with ice that needed to be scraped and melted before we could even drive home. The roads were icy. I pined for spring and then as we turned around in our driveway to park the car facing out, to climb the icy hill of tomorrow, I noticed the pretty side of winter.
I’ve been nurturing several Jerusalem Bethlehem Star flowers to emerge in spite of our cold, cold winter.
Each day their roots reach further into the sea glass bottom and their green moves upward toward the edge of the container. Each day, they bring me a bit closer to warmer weather – which I miss in the middle of the winter. Each day they remind me of the beauty that grows wild in Israel.
David gave me these bulbs as a gift, when Shara came to visit. I loved being in their tel aviv garden last October. I love glass gardens where I can see the roots naturally gravitating toward moisture and the green reaching for light.
Some highlights:
I can only imagine how grown up it is by now.
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