Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow

Take it easy - enjoy your garden

Slow:

It starts slowly, almost imperceptibly; a hushed, subdued entrance. A tiny, slight sliver of a shoot pushing through the frozen soil, followed days later by a solitary snowdrop, braving the fierce, icy vacuum that is January. It stands alone and vulnerable. Time is suspended, almost unnaturally so; nothing moving. The eery silence is broken; a nois…