Reflection

The Christmas season is upon us and I have noticed that everyone is distracted.  People seem to be driving around town wrapped in a fog of multi-tasking, walking in and out of stores with a grim determination rather than a smile.

Excuse me while I slow down the pace a little bit.

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It is such a beautiful time of year, especially with this layer of healing snow.  As gardeners, it allows us the opportunity to rest and reflect.

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 If you can, take a moment to think about your year.  What were the highlights?  Here are some of mine…

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First, and perhaps most importantly for me, celebrating another year with my beloved Skye-dog.  As many of you know, she was diagnosed with lymphoma when she was 8 1/2 years old back in February 2011.  After undergoing six months of chemotherapy and complementary holistic care, the first with Dr. Bravo and her team at Alta Vista Animal Hospital and the second with Dr. Eddie Beltran at Blair Animal Hospital, Skye-dog remains healthy and in remission.  We are very grateful and hope that she stays with us for another lifetime.  Surely not too much to ask.

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My trip to Francis Cabot’s garden known as Les Quatres Vents with my friend Patti was a bit of a marathon, in a good way.  A long drive and much anticipation ended in several hours of horticultural wonder, not to mention post-viewing garden analysis.

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If that wasn’t enough of a feast for the eyes, I saw the spectacular glass creations of Dale Chihuly at the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts, which were just so alive and organic.

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My year was also filled with smaller, but no less meaningful moments…

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Slow down, take a breath.  What have your moments been?

The magic of hoarfrost

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The other morning a heavy layer of hoarfrost covered everything.  This name has Old English, more specifically Anglo-Saxon/Germanic/Norse origins, with the word ‘har’, ‘harr’ or ‘haira’ meaning gray, venerable or even gray-haired.

Indeed, there is something ancient and still on mornings when this climactic phenomenon takes place.

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This haunting effect is temporary and a few short hours later, the magic is lost.  But until then, the world remains smudged with frost —

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