MY GARDEN is a winter wonderland just now, thanks to the good amount of snow (nearly a foot!) that fell in New York’s Hudson Valley over the weekend. Pictured up top is the Rose Garden, as viewed from my guest-room window on Sunday morning. Grab your coat and a pair of knee-high boots, and join me outside for a frosty garden tour. Afterwards we can sit in the parlor, and enjoy a little drinky-poo:
Oh dear. I was afraid you might fall.
I don’t mean to scold you, but when I said “knee-high boots,” I did not mean the rock-star kind with 4-inch heels. You’re attending a December garden tour — not a Lady Gaga concert.
But since you’re laying flat on your back, why not make a snow-angel? Just move your arms up and down.
We are looking through a cut-out in the white pines now, with a view of the headless Venus de Milo beyond.
And here we are, standing before the gate of the Kitchen Garden. If you look carefully, you can just make out the raised beds.
Opposite the Kitchen Garden is the Pool Garden. We’re looking at the cement Satyr, now dressed to kill in a stylish white hat. Behind him is a hedge of snow-draped Canadian hemlock.
I’ll admit that its countenance is infinitely nicer in spring.
If you’re a polar bear.
Normally we’d make our descent to the house via the steps of the Serpentine Garden. But today, because the cold has made us feel giddy, and because you’re already covered with snow due to your earlier fall, I think we should cast caution to the wind, and slide down the hill.
Don’t pretend that wasn’t fun.
As we sit and sip, perhaps you can tell me if the sight of freshly-fallen snow appeals to you. Personally, I love it. Especially at Christmas time.
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