For the last fortnight I've been penduluming between berating myself for forgetting to head along to see the snowdrops, vowing to do it asap and completely forgetting again. Finally I made it! Not a moment too soon, I can see plenty on the wane already. It only seems a second ago I was complaining of the bleak wintry days and just in the last couple of weeks what started as a trickle of flowers blooming has transformed into a magnificent flow. The snowdrops have to be considered the 'first' of the year I suppose, even though we see other familiar faces in tandem. The swathes of white droplets catch your eye in the volumes they are often found in. Also, I suspect more people can recognise a snowdrop by name and sight.
 The drops start off as a pearly oval then gradually open...
 ...and look like an umbrella been popped up.

 Verges taken over all down country lanes.

 A work of art if you examine their underside.


It feels like change is rife.
Take care,
Sophie