Catkins are already out in the hedgerows.
Hazel and alder, waving gently in the breeze, like fat little fingers.
Just proving that the year marches on as it slips gently into the next, and that spring is just around the corner.
This is the end of my blogathon, and I hope you have enjoyed it. I don’t know whether I will continue to post in this blog, but certainly the necessity of not having to regularly find new content is a relief. I hope my readers will continue to enjoy looking back at my past posts as they progressed through the year, to be reminded what was growing or flowering all those months ago. I still value your comments though, so keep ’em coming!
There are lots of berries still noticeable in the gardens and countryside that catch my eye.
I’ve no idea what the top ones are, but I saw these in the Imperial Gardens in Innsbruck and they look like little blue sausages.
The bottom berries come from the Rose of Sharon, a nice alternative to their vivid yellow flowers.
In the countryside the hedgerows need to be maintained during the winter months to make sure they continue to be healthy ready for the next summer’s growth.
The old style of coppicing a hedge through slash and bend is a dying art, so we were pleased to come across a hedge that had been pruned in this way.
It looks gruesome, but it is a more efficient method of preparing a hedgerow without the usual horrible machine driving past and slicing unceremoniously at the hedge without any skill or understanding.
During the morning in Innsbruck, before the Christmas market lights were turned on, we investigated the Imperial Gardens after visiting the Palace.
Here are some fine plane trees leaning over the River Inns and I noticed the colours and shapes in the bark on the trunks.
They were reminiscent of how army fatigues provide camouflage which I found fascinating.
With a dearth of greenery at this time of year, any evergreen leaves are very welcome.
Ivy provides a glossy green display in a variety of shapes and even colours.
Best place to notice ivy is when it climbs trees in a wood, which is where I saw these.
If there’s no snow this winter (well, not yet anyway) there’s still plenty of alternatives.
This viburnum spotted in a neighbour’s garden provided an appropriate splash of white.
Lovely scented florets brightening up our gardens with a hint of spring.
Walking around the countryside in late December any splash of colour is very noticeable.
Since we had such a good show of dog roses this year, they’ve left plenty of hips to remind us.
These sort of decorations beat any fancy tinsel or baubles any day, ’tis a pity we don’t garland our houses with greenery any more.