After yesterday's library blues-shuffle, I decided to post something more pleasant for today-- a drift of snowdrops down the street in my neighbor's yard:
I don't know if the snowdrops I planted last fall will come up this spring, as they take awhile to establish themselves, but I hope for such abundance in the years to come. Lucia's "Little One" is named Snowdrop, and so she especially likes to see the flowers now. In the meantime, I plunked down two clumps of snowdrops from the plant nursery, just to have them:
The crocuses Bede and I planted are popping up everywhere, and that makes us glad. Of course, the weeds are popping up, too, but I've been more kindly disposed toward them ever since my mom pointed out that weeds bring the soil nutrients up toward the surface. Besides, digging them out loosens up the soil. I do wish that our bluebells were of the lovely variety such as Blogapotamus enjoys in her bluebell woods, and not an invasive weedy hybrid.