Umbes jaanuari keskpaiku, kas olete tähele pannud, muutub hämarikuaeg kuidagi pikaks. Kui novembris-detsembris saabub pime mürtsti ja on absoluutne, siis jaanuaris enam mitte. Veel tund peale päikse loojumist on väljas küllalt valgust, et silmal seletada. Selle kõige eelduseks on aga lume olemasolu. Lumi, mis peegeldab ja võimendab oma puhtuses viimset kui valgusekübet ja kirka taustana joonistab teravalt välja kõik jooned ja detailid. On lumevalguse aeg.
|Talve floksid/ Winter phloxes|
Hetkel on lumevalgusele liidetud täiskuuvalgus ja olgu ilm selge või pilves, päris pimedaks ta ei lähegi. Ööd kui suve südames, kuid pikad-pikad! Kui ei usu, minge õhtul välja! Enam pole ka sellist külma, mis kindlalt toas hoiaks. Õigupoolest ilm on otsustanud sootuks sulale keerata. Täpselt kuu aega oli stabiilselt miinuskraadid, täna aga tõusid nad nulli ja lähipäevad võivad kergitada kuni + 5ni. Selle talve esimene sula.
Mõneti on kõigest sellest kahjugi, sest õige ilu alles saabus. Siiani polnud meie ürgorgudemaal sellist lumevaipa, kui põhjarannikul, nüüd nädalavahetusega saabus aga ka sinna korralik 30 cm paksune lumikate. Hea meelega naudiks veel neid vaateid ja valgusi.
|Suvesiilikud talvelumes/ Summer coneflowers in snow|
|Liblikapeenar vaikses talveunes näeb liblikatest vaid und/ Bee&Butterfly bed is sleeping quietly and dreaming of summer butterflies|
|Aedhorntensial 'Pinky Winky'l on talvises aias oma kindel koht/ Hydrangea paniculata 'Pinky Winky' deserves a place in winter garden|
|Lumised vaated/ Snowy views|
|Südatalvine imelugu/ Midwinter wonder story|
Panin imelooma tagasi külmikusse, sest see annab mingigi teoreetilise võimaluse talle, kuigi see tundub külm ja brutaalne.
Summary: Light of Snow
About in mid January on our latitudes, which is in far north, suddenly the light in evenings changes. If in November and December darkness arrives in a blink of an eye as the sun sets, then from mid January everything changes. Even an hour later from sun set there is enough of light for eye to see. But, it only applies if there is a good blanket of snow covering gardens, parks, fields and forests. White snow as a background gives fine lines and solid figures to all structures outside, as well as reflecting and amplifying every last bit of twilight. It's a magical time!
January brought a lot of snow to northern part of Estonia. South (and my garden) had just a little, about 15 cm. Hopefully it was enough for plants and deep frost did no damage to them. Last weekend added some extra snow to our area as well and it was all together about 30-35 cm in depth. I have to say 'it was' as today we have a thaw already and month long cold spell has come to an end. In a way it is a sad, this snow was beautiful!
And finally, one wonder story! Little more than week ago when I came back home from another ski training, I found a little cabbage white butterfly flying around my kitchen! Can you imagine?! It was a sight of impossible as a) it is deep winter here and temperatures down to -30'C b) cabbage whites does not hibernate as adults but as chrysalis c) it is a fifth floor flat in a hart of our capital.
Few days later and giving a it a lot of thought I came up an only possible story for arrival of my winter butterfly: It was long weeks before, when our cabbage white, against all odds (fungicides, nets and traps), was born in some vast green house far away in Holland, Italy or North Africa. Her luck was short as she was caught by harvesting machines, collecting our table winter greens and salad leaves. Followed horrible challenges such as mixing leaves and packing, but in those, our hero had some more luck - her fragile wings were safe. Long travel to Winter Heart was in sleep - chill of refrigerators everywhere was to blame for that. It was only then when half of the salad pack was consumed and second half started to yellow and rot our winter wonder got another chance for life. The salad pack was thrown out from fridge and left in kitchen bin over weekend. Our butterfly had a chance to warm up, crawl out of misery and finally again to spread her wings. Will she have a third chance in her life?
I caught her, placed in a dry box and placed back to fridge, hoping that stable low temperature allows to hibernate and see a new spring in few months.