|A sea of snowdrops|
Do you remember this ditty from your childhood? Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the flowers is?
For me Snowdrops, are the harbingers of Spring. The earth may be bare with only curled brown and withered leaves, but their bright green stems and beautiful white heads let us know that the earth is eager to wake up.
|The cheerful yellow of aconites|
|Crocus, closed for the day|