Last Sunday we walked in the South Shropshire hills and one of the highlights was passing through a woodland carpeted with snowdrops. I cannot imagine ever tiring of the simple beauty of the February fair maids. Whether it is because the profusion of flowers is so welcome after the dead leaves and bare earth of November, December and January, or the simplicity of the blooms in their purity against a dark background, or because they herald the start of a new growing season or some combination of these I cannot tell. I just know that I look for snowdrops more eagerly than for any other flower that blooms in the garden.
There are so many varieties to choose from, all nuanced variations on the theme of white with green markings. But for me, they don’t need to be expensive, strangely marked, yellow, double, extra tall or balloon shaped to appeal. Plain Galanthus nivalis, the simple single, is all I need, preferably in carpet quantities.
I have said on here before there are no snowdrops in this garden and so I ordered my first 100 in the green last week from Naturescape. They arrived promptly and in lovely condition. I have planted them and there will be pictures soon. And probably another order.
With staggering timing, when I went to inspect the newly planted bulbs after the frosty night we had Wednesday, I found a newly flowering clump of snowdrops under the oak tree. I swear they were laughing at me.
And to further compound my wrongness, I bought a pot of double snowdrops on Ludlow market because they were pretty. Yes, I really like singles, but I like the ballerina skirts on these. And I have seen a picture of a yellow marked variety I like too….Oh dear, the slippery slope.
The snowdrops will be in flower for the next couple of weeks and there are plenty of places to see them. If you are out and about this weekend, let me know where you see any. This time last year we visited the breathtaking display at Painswick in Gloucestershire. I wrote about it here.