Snowdrops

The garden is full of snowdrops at the moment. The story behind them is that some 45 years ago a much loved vicar died quite young of cancer and in the vicarage grounds were masses of snowdrops growing under the trees. Mum and I decided to dig a few up to remember him by and now all these years later they are still flourishing in my garden and I can remember him when I look out at them, they are everywhere, but still grow best under the trees.