For several days, including Christmas Day, the Skys have been full of dark rain clouds. Only seldom is there a break. The man made structures in the garden often begin to glow when there is a break in the clouds. Sometimes their entire contents are visible.
The Compost Pile
I have been taking images of this and several other compost piles for four or five years now. They reflect the seasons, death, growth and renewal. They are often full of plants and flowers recently cut down still trying to grow, struggling for life.
