Mo and I were setting off for the morning walk, when I found myself sidetracked into looking at the effects of the overnight frosts. She is used to delays, it happens a lot, for one reason or another, and here she is standing pointedly by the gate, waiting patiently.
Often it's feeding the chickens, or breaking the ice on the pond, or some little job that presents itself on the way from the back door to the gate.
This frost edged rose looked so pretty
and this verbena bonariensis
Of course, what I really should be doing (apart from walking the dog) is setting out my winter bedding plants in the pots by the back door.
I should have had this job finished by now, but I find it hard to make time for garden duties at this time of the year, apart from the approach of Christmas, it's pretty damp and chilly all the time, and although I know I will really appreciate a few pots of colourful violas during the winter, I find it a real effort to go out and do it. But I'm pleased to say James and I made a start yesterday and I intend to finish off later on today. So well done me.
Just a couple more Jack Frost pictures, and then I really will walk the dog.
