This Snowball Viburnum is a mass of branches and has many suckers around its base. But I leave it in its natural form because it provides cover for the birds in all seasons.
In winter, the lack of leaves reveals just how many birds enjoy the cover of this shrub. When I'm not standing nearby trying to take a picture, they are all over it, prancing from one limb to another, darting from it to the nearby feeders and then flying back when I open the back door.
I'll be entertained for hours this winter watching them and trying to figure out what kinds of birds they are.
Elsewhere in the garden, the hostas have died back revealing mossy alcoves here and there.
I am certain that throughout the winter, on sunny days a garden fairy may be found sunning himself or herself on this mossy rock. It is even harder, though, to be quiet enough to sneak up to this spot and actually see the garden fairies than it is to sneak up on the birds. They are too swift and alert to be caught out in the open by a big awkward gardener like me.
The best we can hope for is that they'll leave some sign that they were there. Perhaps an extra little pebble or the tiniest tail feather of a bird will be left behind by the garden fairy. Something will be slightly disturbed and if you are a good observer of details you might have a tiny chance of noticing it.
I revealed something else this past week, though not in the garden. I found in my mother's papers an envelope containing a letter my older sister wrote to Santa Claus in 1964.
I don't recommend this order approach today. I feel it is best to ask.
Birds, garden fairy lairs, and a letter to Santa, all revealed in a few days... I wonder what else will be revealed in the days to come, the days of winter?