Sleet and snowdrops

It’s been a very dismal day. 

Lots of light snow but none of it lasting long enough for prettiness. At least not yet. 

Just outside my dining room window are the snowdrops my mother gave me from the garden of our family home. I had thought they just died but they were just hiding in a scruffy part of my garden. I found them just before I  moved to Lichfield.

Replanted twice, they are very special.