Yesterday morning the sky was blue and I had to go to the secret garden for a walk.
I was hoping I hadn't missed the crocus blooming, but what I found
were mostly hellebore and snowdrops.
There were a few other things beginning to bloom.
As I walked along I realized I must have been the only person to visit this magical
place all morning. The snow on the bridge had no footprints until I walked there.
The witch hazel was in full bloom.
I had never seen a big tree of witch hazel.
Do you see snowdrops on the left and hellebore on the right of the path?
There were still many soft purple crocus, but most were afraid to open
to the cold or were battered from the winter weather.
Snowdrops did delight my heart.
And a walk with the beauty of a blue sky in winter
It was a walk on the wild side, the side of nature
with no one around, just the silence of the garden.
At Bishop's Close, a garden in Portland that if you don't know it's there
you would miss. No signs marking the way.