Snowdrops. About two weeks ago. They’re not from my garden, though some are growing there, in what has become a muddy and cluttered environment.
They bring hope.
It’s been a dark winter, and there’s still a while to go until spring. But these snowdrops could be the first sign.
… and other signs of spring.
Some of the flowers I saw when I visited my local park at the weekend. Spring is definitely on its way.
It’s been a tough week. So when I ventured into the garden this morning to hang washing out, I was heartened to see that the first snowdrops had appeared.
A small yellow flower had just pipped them to the post though; I think it’s a double primula. It looks a bit bedraggled and sorry for itself, but the colour is startling and most welcome in all the gloom!
And here’s another snowdrop picture, taken this afternoon in Derbyshire. Just because I like them!
Weak but welcome sunshine yesterday.
Snowdrops, as you’d expect …
but also a solitary celandine …
and some not-quite-ready daffodils.
Interesting ivy-draped doors.
And finally, buzzards soaring in the blue March air!