SNOWDROPS

Yesterday evening I had already seen that my snowdrops had looked into the world since we had gone away. I had been too tired to pay attention, but now I walked around and everywhere I could greet these lovely flowers. The winter aconites too had found it (despite the storm) time to appear.
Early in the morning there was a fire sky, but with one eye open I was not thrilled, Piet Hein was however.
The day was grey and probably cold. 
It was obvious that we would have a scheme for our visit next Wednesday to Kassel. And we started with the proparations. Then the oil stove stopped and it became cold inside. It was happily soon enough fixed.