I took these photos this morning on my Note3 outside our local church among the grave stones. They generally flower in January and appear when the snow is still on the ground and pop their little heads through the snow. However, today it was a lovely bright, sunny, and almost Spring day.
The Snowdrop is a tiny little wild flower protected in the UK, therefore you are not allowed to pick them. The ones found within church grounds are less likely to be hybrids, and the areas where the bulbs grow will be quite old. Where I live there is a local children’s hospice charity that is named after this little flower.
Snowdrops are one of my absolute favourite flowers, for their simplicity and purity. They always imbue me with optimism because they herald the coming Spring.
Deep sleeps the Winter,
Cold, wet, and grey;
Surely all the world is dead;
Spring is far away.
Wait! The world shall waken;
It is not dead, for lo,
The Fair Maids of February
Stand in the snow!
— The Song of The Snowdrop Faery, by Cicely Mary Barker.
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