This post is for my bloggy friend Sue who did a post this morning lamenting the shades of gray (or grey) she sees when looking out on her winter landscape.
Well, Sue, I think my pictures show that my little area of northern Minnesota beats yours in northern Michigan all to heck in the drab, gray (or grey), downright bleak-looking department.
This is a shot of some of my raised garden beds. Woebegone and bedraggled, for sure.
Here are our very attractive (not) solar panels facing straight east this morning. Do they see any sun? Anywhere? Please? Nope.
My blueberry bushes are down near the woods line where the snow is the deepest. But they aren't even covered with snow this year.
Wait! Do I detect a smidgen of color? Why yes! If you look closely, there is still a slight blush of reddish (okay, brownish) color left on this lonely apple clinging to a barren apple tree branch. Not quite as attractive as Sue's lovely blue roofs, but a little color nonetheless!
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