
Following up my frosty rose pictures, I thought you might like to enjoy Darwen Moor in the snow vicariously without freezing your fingers or nose. Continue reading “A Snowy Darwen Moor”
Celebrating gardens, photography and a creative life
Following up my frosty rose pictures, I thought you might like to enjoy Darwen Moor in the snow vicariously without freezing your fingers or nose. Continue reading “A Snowy Darwen Moor”
Do snowmen count as art? Some snow has fallen over the last couple of days but not as much as elsewhere and not nearly enough for us to get creative with, so my pictures are from previous years. Continue reading “PPAC: Snowmen”
The first made me smile because the snow is adding an extra layer of variegation to the reddish and cream edges of these green leaves. Continue reading “Snowy Plants and Places”
It snowed again overnight. Flakes falling silently outside my window as I write make the world look enchanted, but I’m more inclined to keep warm with a cup of coffee than to venture out. Instead, I’ve dug out these pictures from the first snowfall we had at the start of winter, before the hydrangea flowers all gave up the ghost and turned brown.
The blue hydrangea is for Becky’s SquareUp as the snow is trying to cover up the mopheads. Continue reading “Hydrangeas In Winter”
Regular readers have been hearing rather a lot about Darwen’s Jubilee Tower, but I couldn’t resist adding some pictures of the moor after snowfall. Continue reading “Darwen Moor In The Snow”
I recently shared pictures of my home town, Darwen, in the rain. Here’s the same area with a light covering of snow. Continue reading “Darwen Market Hall In The Snow”
We had a scattering of snow on Friday, so around lunchtime I wrapped up and went out to see if there was any fun to be had.
One of the pleasures of a fresh covering of snow is the chance to lay down a trail of footprints, and to follow other people’s. (Unless that’s just me being childish!) Finding this bird print pattern in a quiet part of town was a small treat. Two or perhaps three visitors had left their traces on the pavement before me. Continue reading “Footprints in the Snow”