The ducks seem happy to see us coming.
So, are you going to ignore the signs and feed the wildlife? Huh? Well, are you gonna?
Okay, look, you give us some nice snacks and nobody gets hurt. Got it?
You live within flying distance and we know what vehicle you drive. It would be a shame for your car to somehow get droppings all over it wouldn't it?
You wanna play it that way and not feed us? Okay but don't say that I didn't warn you.
The ducks weren't the only signs of life continuing through the coldest part of the year.
These kids look like they could use a coat.
The back side of Seymour Conservatory.
Interesting juxtaposition of styles.
Our native snowberry (Symphoricarpos)
Although most of the roses at the Mary Bridge Children's Hospital had been cut back severely a few were still blooming.
Common Dusty Miller (Artemisia absinthium?) glows in the winter light.
While growth above ground has slowed, a lot is happening just beneath the surface and here, just above the surface.
One of my favorite garden writers, Ann Lovejoy, recently published a marvelous meditation, "The Wonder of Winter" here. It's helped me appreciate the season a little more. Arctic blasts bringing below freezing temperatures and wind; not so much.