There's a lot of it about.

One of our trips up to Houghton Hall garden centre, Blip-hunt and cuppa(s).
For some odd reason we seem inordinately attracted to flowers in general and in this case a Hellebore. I can't be harassed to check back, but on a recent visit I got chatting to a hellebore fancier with, apparently, a garden full. She informed me that "they" (not her) were attempting to breed some which looked up at you instead of down at the ground. This ones seems to be at least trying, in that I didn't have to grovel to get the shot.