Seasons Turn to Memories

We have been blessed with a unnatural dry spell this week, every day this week I have gone into the garden for one hour putting it to bed for the winter, My Garden is so big I struggle to cope with it but in the height of summer it rewards us for all the hard work that goes into it, with a tremendous display of colour and smell, about fifteen years about long before I inherited the garden, it was totally landscaped and planted to encourage bee's and butterflies and to this day it does it's job

 

Today my job was to rake up leafs from the third tier, I remembered doing this every autumn with my father in our house in Germany, We had Morrello cherry, Victoria plums, Yellow plums, apple and pears Trees which lined both sides of the garden to the bottom where my father had a green house and a veg patch, This was where the eating rabbits lived too., Pet rabbits lived by the house..
The leafs that came from all those fruit trees, made mountains that one could jump in and hide.. Sadly my collection filled a couple of muck sacks but it brought back fond memories of innocent childhood adventures and lessons learnt from my parents. My garden is now finished put to sleep, tidy and very smart ready for the snow to come and cover it in a blanket of purity, I do love snow to much, it takes every thing ugly in the world and makes it sparkle, pure and pretty.

Thoughts of Snow angels, snowball fights and frozen fingers come to mind, Laughter, mulled wine and toffees by the fire. These are all the things I love about winter and best parts for long gone memories.

 

I pulled out my Christmas cake this morning and unwrapped it.. Oh The smell.. it was divine - Christmas Bottled! .. Gave it another drink of Brandy ( It's 3rd) I will do another Two before I ice it, Christmas cake, Mince pies and sausage rolls on those dark winters night, are these not the best bits of the festive season? Singing, board games, happiness, togetherness,  Christmas is a time for family and friends.