These early spring bulbs rarely show themselves before March, but this small clump was in resplendent late-afternoon bloom at the tail-end of February. They lived up to their common name of ‘Snowdrops’ as patches of dirty white stuff still clung to shaded spots, and the only other signs of life were a few branches of witch hazel suspended overhead.
For some reason I’ve never invested much into planting these early bulbs, yet they are my favorite sight at this time of the year. They’re also relatively easy to grow. (I went on a crocus kick a couple of years ago, planting hundreds of corms, only to watch them unearthed and torn apart by the chipmunks and squirrels in our backyard, so I’m a bit wary of the whole scene.) A few might be worth trying to sneak through, however, so remind me again in the fall of how much I love them at the end of winter.
