I am not a fall gardener. Everything is always left until spring. Dead perennial stems are poking up out of the ground everywhere. The dirt is completely buried under leaves. Pots are sitting exactly where I put them in the spring, with dead annuals spilling out over the sides of them. The paths are lined in wet, dead plant slime. Not exactly what you could call, "winter interest".
BUT, upon closer inspection, you can see that life is beginning to start again. And probably within the next couple of weeks, I'll get the bug, and will head out and start the massive spring cleanup.
Until then, here's a closeup of what's going on in the backyard.
This hellebore is always one of the first plants to lure me out.
The daffodils in both of the kids' pots are starting to emerge.
Both of the blueberries are showing signs of life.
The sweet box is in full bloom and will 'bout knock ya over with it's delicious smell.
I brought some in the house and it fills every room.
I spotted this little girl on my way back in the house.
We're getting cloooser.