Gardening and Grief

It’s just been snowing here.  So I went into the conservatory and stood at the back door to watch it snow. Looking out at the garden, I notice there’s a change in me.  Normally, it will get to the month of February and I will start getting fractious and eager to get out into the garden and start ‘doing’.   Tidying up the winter ravages, cutting back the annual plants, and smiling at seeing the...