Garden in Winter....The Remains of Art Making

I am trying to learn to like winter, its minimalist hues, its semi-silence.
Certainly, at times, I am in awe of the architecture....often hidden in the splendid exuberance of summer.
Sometimes, at my profound dismay, what's left after "doing art" is so much better than the "art" itself....time of extreme humility to say the least.