Sonntag, 17. November 2013
One can't deny it, November tristess has arrived in the Gwundergarten too. And if you now walk with the camera through the garden, you have to look very close to find something worth a picture.
(wer trägt heute... oder jemals... weisse Strümpfe... tse...) mit Laub gefüllt, soll dem Bäumchen warm geben. Mein Mann nennt mein Werk leicht abwertend "Die Mumie"... andere würden es als Kunst bezeichnen und ich hoffe einfach, die Rose gut durch den Winter zu bringen.
Okay, some strange stuff you will always find in my garden. Like for example this winter protection at a little tree rose. I used tights, which I didn't want to wear anymore (who did ever wear white tights???), filled it with leaves and wrapped it around the heart of the tree rose. My hubby calls it derogatery "The Mummy"... others would probably call it a piece of art and I just hope the rose will survive the winter.
This cup I'd like to fill with Xmas balls but it's to early for that... I mean there are another five weeks until Christmas.
Most of the birds had already made their way into the southern part of the world and left their poor freezing fellows alone. Of course I'm going to spoil the birds who have stayed here. In the morning there was a lot of action at this place, but as soon as I arrived with the camera, everybody left beside this little tit.
Okay, vielleicht lag's auch nicht an der Kamera, sondern an dem Typen mit dem irren Blick und der süssen Schnute. Übrigens, Noah erwischt sehr, sehr selten einen der Vögel. Der Korb hängt für ihn zu hoch und das Futterhäuschen ist nicht gut anschleichbar... schon gar nicht mit einem Fell, das leuchtet wie eine Verkehrsampel. Wenn er also einen Vogel erwischt, so muss das ein selbstmordgefährdetes Exemplar gewesen sein.
Well, maybe it wasn't because of the camera but because of this little guy with the strange look and the lovely snout. By the way, Noah hardly catches any bird. The basket with the bird food hangs too high for him to reach and the feeding house is difficult to creep up... especially with fur in the color of a traffic light. I guess, when he'll get one anyway, it has to be a suicide endangered bird.
Winter jasmine is already in flower.
Brother Cadfael is already stripped but seems to believe that one flower is still doable.
Yes, if you look a bit closer you still can find gems in your garden.
This here too: it's nature pure, I didn't manipulate this picture. The Hydrangea is growing beneath an ornamental apple tree. And when the little apple fell down, it landed comfortably in a bed of flowers.
Outch... poor tree, I'm so sorry but it's Noahs favorite... what can I do.
It is always stunning how bleak the garden looks without all the flowers that faded only a few weeks ago. But nevertheless I'm not sad, that the garden year is nearly over... I'm a bit tired too and looking forward to the break. Huuuu.... I guess, Mrs Gwundergarten is getting old.
With this beautiful helleborus niger that jumped yesterday into my shopping basket, I wish you all a good start into a new week.