So long Christmas!

I’m always a bit sad that Twelfth Night means the end of the few decorations I have but as soon as they’re gone, the world seems so much lighter and hopeful - looking forward to Spring is no doubt behind the change of mindset.

This morning’s heavy frost has transformed the colours and form of the wreath from my front door. Once the birds have eaten the berries, I’ll dismantle it, reusing the wire in the garden, the pine cones will come inside for other decorations, and composting the greenery.

Stay warm and safe blippers!