This morning whilst engaged in a spot of gardening, or as I think of it- housework with mud and slugs, I found the makings of a little posy.
Perfect for this lovely little smoky glass vase.
Really the only way to see the snowdrop's pretty green markings is to pick one and bring it inside. You could always lie down in the mud but I prefer my way. The flower opens rapidly once brought inside. Of course they look gorgeous flowering en masse, but mine do not seem to be reproducing at the rate I had hoped.
The flower above is, I think, a variety of pulmonaria. Unlike the snowdrop it does not take kindly to being picked and is now drooping over the side of the vase looking unwell.
I found this campion hiding beneath a blanket of quince leaves.
A little posy during the first week of every month this year will make a pleasing record of the year's turning. It may even make up for the lack of cake.
Yesterday I bought my traditional post-Christmas daffs. 'Don't they look jolly?' I exclaim forgetting that by the morning they will have filled the front room with their pollen and bring on my traditional post-Christmas hayfever. Aachoo!