Sunday
Feb072010
The Snowdrop
Sunday, February 7, 2010 at 10:59 PM 
One of the things I missed most about Britain whilst I lived in Arkansas was the abundance of spring bulbs we enjoy here each year. And so I’ve looked longingly for the first signs of blooming throughout these winter months.
Today my wait was over. What began as one small clump of snowdrops has - by dint of splitting them every two or three years - become a respectable community of small blossoms flanking the lane.
But this was the first to droop its dainty head this year. It opened this morning and glowed demurely through the foggy dampness. And welcomed me back to the prospect of an English spring.
Reader Comments (3)
How wonderful that this fragile little bud can push its way through the frozen earth, All our daffodils too are pushing on hopig for spring
I am so pleased you have seen the signs of Spring... I will have to go snowdrop hunting.
A sweet glimmer of hope revealed, like the nose of the American groundhog on Feb 2 tentatively sniffing the frozen air for a sign of quick spring or more winter. Unlike the groundhog which then retreats to slumber until it is all over, the snowdrop makes that full commitment and emerges from the frozen soil and remains above with an incredible leap of confident faith that YES, INDEED! spring shall return and I"ve stuck my neck out full to give you the fortitude to do likewise. The snowdrop will not duck back in and wait it out. Rather she will call her sweet siren's song to her kith and kin to join her above ground. And so we seek her out for affirmation that we too shall emerge soon from winter's dark hold. Hope, Flowers, Spring. Promises of a benevolent Creator indeed. Thanks for the good news Helen.