Where have all the flowers gone?

Reading Pete Seeger's obituary makes me think of our snowdrops. We brought them up from Mo's mother and father's garden in Sussex, but they seem to be much reduced this year. Perhaps a casualty of a serious tidy up in the front garden? I've been wanting to take a picture of them for a while, but have been forlornly waiting for some sun so that they would open up. It seems appropriate that today they hang their heads. A little sad, but beautiful.