I found it in the garden today and I hadn’t realised that it was lost.
It has been a forever twilight day, dank and uninviting. With feet dragging slightly and a lope of indifference, I went outside to do some necessary work, it was duty rather than desire. Within minutes it came over me, that old feeling. The one that sends us out into the garden in night-clothes and wellies before breakfast , the one that keeps us there until a head torch is necessary. And with this rediscovery came the thrill, the joy, the comfort.
This is dangerous, I thought, with a secret grin. This is great.
Off The Edge Gardening 
A girl after my own heart—one who likes to live dangerously. Who knows what might turn up?
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Exactly!
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If I saw anything this beautiful in my garden in January, I’d grab a sleeping bag and park myself right next to it. Of course, I’d need shelter and a heater too. 🙂
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Unfortunately this is an old photo, and not of my garden! In my minds eye I could imagine it all though. 🙂
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I know just what you mean, the readiness to put your hands back in the soil is quite lovely.
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Very exciting!
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I was out there in my dressing gown early this morning! So many things pushing up through the soil and the pond is full of frogs spawn.
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I just knew you would be in the gang!
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It only takes an hour or two out in the garden and the joy comes back. Am off out right now to do some hardwood cuttings of Cornus ‘Midwinter Fire’ and ‘Flaviramea’ which are looking beautiful in the hazy sunshine.
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“The one that sends us out into the garden in night-clothes and wellies before breakfast”: I know this feeling! I do tend to get reinvigorated at this time of the year, with tiny crimson leaf buds on rose bushes and and tree peonies. Oh! It’s starting up again!
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It is pouring down here! I so love the tree peonies, we have all this to look forward to. 🙂
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