It’s the harshest time of year. In the Pacific Northwest, the moisture in the air may not always be in the form of snow, but it can feel just as cold. We may not have to worry about frostbite, but we shiver just the same.
This rose bloomed because the cold weather was late in arriving.
But the tenacity of this fruit amazes me. No, these are not apples, but rather quince hanging on for dear life.
Some new buds were fooled into trying to open, but it’s way too soon. I just hope they don’t get snowed on before spring finally comes. Meanwhile, they’ll continue as long as they can, to cling to life.
I am encouraged by the fact that the days are getting longer now, even if it is only by minutes a day. And like the quinces, I too,cling to life, but I prefer to do it bundled up in my blankets while I read in my recliner.