The light is turning. I potter out. It feels more like autumn than winter. It's not crisp - it's dull. But there is colour.
The cultivated primroses have had most of their petals nibbled but the middle of a flower is always interesting.
The cotoneaster berries have been falling and falling. There are few left now and the leaves aren't specially interesting - except for an odd, special one which stands out from right the other side of the garden.
The swiss chard has been munched for months but its colours stay vibrant.
All pictures for this post were taken today - February 19th 2012.