Dad’s Snowdrops

… in my garden.  These are sizeable plants.  Much bigger than the naturalised bulbs in Wortley Hall grounds.  I see one of dad’s cyclamen has found a niche here.

Yesterday afternoon got stressful and confusing with my doctor’s phone call arriving at the same time as my delivery from Tesco.  The Tesco lad was good and unpacked for me and then we lost the phone connection and my doctor couldn’t get it back so I need to ring again at 8am this morning to try and set everything up again.

At the end of it all I felt like lying down to recovery but I was pleased that I’d chosen to walk up to the playing field instead.  I felt so much better.