Is meaning important? Is it important in this back garden? Or is how more relevant?
For instance, how does all this . . . .
, , , , become this?
And how does this . . . .
. . . . become this?
And then how does all that combined give us this?
Even in December it is still giving us this:
And this:
And this summer bedding plant Pot Marigold (Calendula officinalis):
Well, better-informed people than me can answer those questions for you - at least to a fairly large extent - so I won't give you my own half-remembered half-misremembered explanation. But what about the meaning of all this . . . and, indeed, that?
Why, for instance, did the wind blow down this part of the fence last week?
I can see the how is partly to do with the fact my neighbour did not maintain his side, but why this bit and not another?
And why did that same wind choose to blow these party balloons up into the the tree in my garden?
Some people tell me that December is winter time and yet this spring time Primrose (Primula vulgaris) has decided to come into bloom.
They tell me that December is winter time and certainly the frost has formed on the rosette of a Foxglove (Digitalis purpurea) - the same frost that will kill the rosettes of other less hardy plants.
And yet that same December winter can give light that makes the leaves glow on a supposedly deciduous shrub (Cornus - don't know the species).
Personally, I think he knows the meaning of all this but he is not telling - at least he is not telling me.
Or maybe he has the same problem as me. For I find that sometimes I think I do know the meaning of it all but as soon as I try to put it into words it is gone. So, I am left forever alone with whatever meaning I think I make of it all. And you know what? That suits me just fine - this December.
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