Yet again, we stand together, full of valour, united and fearless! But actually going nowhere. Just standing in one place, and planting seeds. Because this is a gardening forum...
It Blows A Snowing Gale IT blows a snowing gale in the winter of the year; The boats are on the sea and the crews are on the pier. The needle of the vane, it is veering to and fro, A flash of sun is on the veering of the vane. Autumn leaves and rain, The passion of the gale. (Robert Lewis Stevenson )