Life after snowdrops

Sunday, March 11. 2018

Our love affair with snowdrops is so intense that when March arrives we miss them awfully. It is so exciting to go out each day and see our favourites coming to life again and now this delight is over. They have been a joy from Christmas to the end of February and are not quite over yet. On 8th March I found 12 different special snowdrops still in flower including Cicely Hall, a stately and imposing hybrid; Straffan, an old Irish snowdrop which may have been brought over by a soldier from the Crimean war which is now making a handsome clump; my very favourite snowdrop - Augustus with bright green low growing leaves which is such a good doer; elegant Armine; gorgeous Cowhouse Green whose outer petals are suffused with a soft green and the inner nicely marked and washed green(I am so thankful that this snowdrop has survived and seems at last to be increasing) and plicatus 'Primrose Hill', a snowdrop with great presence. So it is still a delight to walk round the garden in the morning noting the survivors and our carpet in the wood is only just past its best.

spring is coming

Friday, February 23. 2018

Walking round the garden to admire the snowdrops with a group of friends the sun came out for a few brief moments and the crocuses opened up their faces to the sky. And suddenly we became aware of the hum of bees among them. Lots of them. One or two massive bumbles but many more little ones busy and lively. Some I think were honey bees but most from the great tribes of solitary bees that make their homes in holes and cracks. It was a magical moment. Ignorant as I am I don't know how they came to spring into activity so quickly or where they have gone now. Since then the weather has been cold and I haven't seen any more. Are they lingering in their shelters waiting for the next balmy day? Gardens are full of these intense and uplifting moments to be cherished and remembered to keep one warm while winter lingers on.