Suddenly there is some real movement in the garden. Not that it ever stops growing completely, but now there is a sense of stirring and growth. That pause between autumn and spring (usually referred to as winter) is starting to end. I am not calling spring yet, we are still in January and we are not through the snow-zone yet. But there are signs of the first signs, real signs.
Now flowers are great at this time of year and I love every one that starts to show its face, but somehow even more exciting are the signs of the start of growth.