There’s been a curious absence of snowdrops. And seeing yellow crocuses last weekend, I am convinced I must have missed the snowdrops this year, which makes me feel very sad and somehow cheated, for I love them so. Everywhere I’ve travelled, I’ve looked for snowdrops, and today noticed them everywhere. It seems I have not been as inobservant as I assumed; the snowdrops are late this year, and the knowledge comforts me. Their quiet purity feeds my soul and makes it sing for Spring.
Thursday, 7 February 2008
Beacon
There’s been a curious absence of snowdrops. And seeing yellow crocuses last weekend, I am convinced I must have missed the snowdrops this year, which makes me feel very sad and somehow cheated, for I love them so. Everywhere I’ve travelled, I’ve looked for snowdrops, and today noticed them everywhere. It seems I have not been as inobservant as I assumed; the snowdrops are late this year, and the knowledge comforts me. Their quiet purity feeds my soul and makes it sing for Spring.
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I'm increasingly catching whiffs of spring on the breezes. I can feel it's frenzy just beyond the horizon.
Wow, so early! Usually around this time here, we are deep in snow, but even with some springy days, I have not seen nary a crocus.
I like the snowdrop. I don't think I have ever seen oen live.
Yet the daffs were out early this I thought.
This YEAR I should have said ;-)
CJ
Yes, the daffs are early but weirdly, the snowdrops, crocuses and daffs all seem to be coming out at once. Global warming, I guess.
Puss
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