Sunday, 1 February 2015

woodland snowdrops




A snatched hour to stretch the legs and get some air on a very blustery winter's day. I went to a near by beech wood which we call the bluebell wood as come May it is carpeted with them. At this time of year far corner of the wood is white with snowdrops emerging through the leaf litter. They must have been planted there a long time ago, and I often wonder by whom. I am very grateful to them as their simple beauty en-mass is a tonic to the senses at this bitterly cold time of year.
Oh and look... the bluebells are coming!

No comments:

Post a Comment

Comments are welcomed - thank you!