Maybe I'm Just Like my Father, Too Bold?

It's coming. It is.

Look. Look!!

When I was little, I remember leaving the house to go to school one morning. We had a little dug over bit next to the front door, between the front grass and the wall of the house. We had bulbs in there, and when the bulbs came up... Spring was coming.

That morning as I left the house I glanced down at the space, and watched open mouthed as I spotted the shoots burst thru the soil at that very moment.

I've waited forever to see that again. And I haven't, ever.

But I did find this.

After the wind blew the plant pots (and unplanted bulbs ) off the doorstep, I came home the other night to see a pot shaped mound in the drive.

Si picked it up and sat it on the garden table, I found a pot, and stuck them in.

and look what I've got.

My very own snowdrop.

I don't remember having them before, so I apologise If I have stolen someone elses.