As another year is coming to a close. Good wishes to gardeners and readers who have comments and shared ideas on There Blooms a Garden.
Here is a poem to mark the months of 2015. May your holidays be bright. See you online in the New Year.
January cold and desolate; February dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny June Brings longest day; In scorched July The storm-clouds fly, Lightning-torn; August bears corn, September fruit; In rough October Earth must disrobe her; Stars fall and shoot In keen November; And night is long And cold is strong In bleak December. ― Christina Georgina Rossetti, The Months |