The garden just looks nasty right now. There really is no other word for it. So I have to resort to putting pictures of the reason for the nastyness, that being the frosty weather, and ironically, the frostiness itself is quite enchanting... But remember what your mother told you about not trusting a charming exterior, you know, wolf in sheeps clothing, that sort of thing? Didn't your mother say that to you?? Was it only MY mother?! Oh well, I don't think I learned my lesson because I am charmed by these cold and hurtful ice crystals. I feel a little guilty because my beautiful bulbine looks all slimy and blackened and gross, and I KNOW who the culprit is, and yet here I am enamoured of its beauty and displaying it for the world.