Today, the landscape has changed.
The ground is fallow, winter exposes the bones of the garden.
But today the snow covers everything like a costume-- it all looks a little different today.
<--My friend in the shade garden, to the left, has a snow fro.
The gargoyles are shivering. None too happy with the cold.
Waiting for spring.
“. . .the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth.”

The good thing about fallow ground is that it's preparing for growth. I think the creative cycle is like that...you need fallow time.