Over the years my daughter Maya has taken pictures of me in my garden, usually in the middle of winter, starting in 2009, our first winter in this house. My husband had died the previous month, so the look on my face that year was a bit not me. But over the years things have improved, on my face and in the garden.
I did not realize that the winter photo had become a tradition until I looked back and saw that I had done it most years (except for 2012). I have never made the photos public, because in them I am wearing my worst clothes, clothes which I very often we….