During the warmth of last weekend walked around the back garden and took these photos of my not-that-hardy Hydrangea quercifolia (perhaps 'Alice'?). It holds onto its leaves and doesn't colour dark burgundy crimson like the species does. I suspect this may be the week that kills off those buds that would have been flowers next year.
Carex 'Ice Dance' beside a little mini that I can't name just at the moment.
Really an excellent plant.
Out in the front garden I found this little Euphorbia 'Ascot Rainbow' that I'd purchased from the Royal Botanical Gardens. I shudder to think what the ice and cold may be doing to it.
Ditto for this felty crown.
May I direct your attention to the lower right hand side of the photograph - yes, it's a flower bud on the Hellebore.
If everyone had new windows, no one would know what frost painting looked like, would they?
Not a lot of snow later in the week - just enough to change the look of the garden.
Ashes of our dear Agatha rest below.
Carex 'Ice Dance' winter interest......
And then this a.m. Winds from the north speeding the cold front to our front door.
Standoff continues down by the lake.
Had hoped for smashing waves, but with the wind from the north,
it barely shivered. Silly me. The combination of the wind direction and gorgeous sunshine fooled me into thinking what a lovely day it was. I was set straight when I started back into the wind to the car. Sooooo bitterly cold. I cannot begin to tell you how glad I am to be back home where it's warm and cozy. Bring on the coffee and seed catalogues - I'm planting myself by the fire for the rest of the day.