White cyclamen

My mother is a demon with flowering houseplants, she keeps cyclamen and orchids going for years. .  I don’t know her secret and she is a bit vague about it too  but coming into the drawing room this morning, with the white frost on the ground and the ice white cyclamen on the table in the conservatory made quite an impact.  I realise I haven’t quite captured this photographically so have to describe it.  Very sunny frosty day today something of a relief after all the rain and wind of Storm Christoph. Went for a quick walk over the hills after lunch but otherwise it was another day of juggling and running between zooms and BCH management.   Another round of Winterwatch after dinner had us all asleep on the sofa, as my mother remarked, ‘it was the fish that did it’.