The potted plum now supports a mound of winter snow in 1 degree weather. The roots stay warm, wrapped in burlap. I love how the shadow of the oak tree behind the fence offers a glimpse of what this plum tree might one day become: strong and towering in her own way, within her own constraints. Meanwhile, we remember the goal of the season to stay warm and protect whatever roots we’re hoping will make it till spring. How perfectly fine to sit and do nothing at all but stay warm.
