I dream of a yard with trees. With pretty wild gardens and blooms in impossibly large heaps turning their faces to the sun. I love the dark earthy greens and browns offsetting the delicate yellows and pinks and blues.
For now I will enjoy the little pot of daffodils on the kitchen table, and watch as the fresh green leaves of my bulbs pop up in my little garden, and hope that perhaps the snows and hard frosts just decided not to come this year. It's uneasy to have a winter that never came. But I hope spring comes in full force. I am ready.
Happy Tasha Tuesday.
*Book photographed in this post is "Tasha Tudor's Garden"