I thought I'd keep the photographs of all the season-changing snowdrops in a post of their own, not only because I got a bit trigger happy behind the camera but because I love these little flowers so much that I want to look back at them undiluted.
I can't help but marvel at the empty, desolate landscape which looks so dead becoming punctured with clumps of pearly white flowers. The world is coming back to life.
Sophie
