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To reopen a Norwegian garden blog in January!
It will be months yet before I can ever dream of looking for new growth.
All I have to look forward to the coming weeks and weeks and weeks, are snow and frost,
or like yesterday and today.....
.....rain, rain and more rain.
The rain melts much of the snow,
but there is not much help in that as long as there will be more and more and more snowing coming.
rain, snow, frost,
the darkness of winter.
No one can take the dreaming from me.
I spent some time in the waiting room at my doctor´s the other day.
A charming little impatient girl was there with her mother.
At one time she started to ask how long they really had to wait:
"Mamma, will we have to wait all the way till summer comes? Mamma, you know I love summer. Strawberries and raspberries, and playing in the grass"
Her eyes become dreamy with longing.
A smile spread in my heart.
Strawverries. Rapsberries. Playing in the grass.
Yes, summer will come, eventually.
Meanwhile I keep my dreams alive.
I put on my wellingtones and walk out in the snow.
I watch the two squirrels playing on the wall which surrounds the Blue Garden.
I read my garden books.
And I look though my old garden photos.
And in the file named The Blue Garden, I find these photos of Marius and his brother digging for worms, preparing for fishing.