I’ve always loved New Years Eve; the concept of stepping over a line to a fresh start is very appealing. I’m not one to make many New Years resolutions, although their have been a few. For the most part the ones that I’ve made I’ve managed to keep.Past New Years Eve’s have included a few wild crazy parties, in fact the closest I’ve ever came prior to breaking a bone was on a New Years Eve when I lived in Seattle. Friends and I were out at a bar and somehow I ended up with a full bottle of champagne in my hand. I remember the person who handed it to me saying “be careful!” Then once outside I managed to slip on the only patch of ice in the city and down I went with a severe ankle strain.
There have also been many quiet New Years Eve’s spent at home with family, friends, a movie (often Cinema Paradiso) or now, my husband. For me it’s a milestone night where I try to reflect at least little on the year that has gone and the possibilities of the one that lies ahead.
2009 has certainly had its bright spots, and its dismal ones. 2010 lies ahead with so much possibility and so much in question. One thing I know for certain is that the danger garden will continue to grow. Both the one in the soil and the one here, online.
I wish you all the best for the New Year! May you make many happy discoveries in the garden, and may you, your family and friends stay safe and healthy. Happy New Year!












I was very relieved at this sight! The little Yellow wave in front (or behind depending on how you look at it) are survivors of last years flax melt. Their color has changed as a result of being wrapped but hopefully the vibrant hues will return with time.















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I completely forgot this one while I was on my wrapping and protecting rampage. As you can see it’s letting me know. The dead looking leaves on the left are Canna Musafolia (I cut their stalks and used them as mulch elsewhere), since I did nothing to them last year and they came back strong I hope they will do the same this year. The other ugliness is Bishops Weed, how I wish that the cold could kill it.
Next to the dead Cordy is a mushy Acanthus. I thought I lost this one last year but by June it was coming back strong. We’ll see… 











