Yesterday was perhaps the last significant snowfall of the season. Well, I think it was also the first. It's been a mild winter.
It's easy to make fun of gazing globes. But I'm spearheading a defense. This one stands fairly discreetly in the woodland. In the summer it's surrounded by foliage. And, honestly, there's something magical about gazing at the colorful, magnified mirror image of the garden.