Today as I went to the garage for something I was stopped in my tracks as I spotted the "February Gold" daffodils growing strongly, and getting ready for their annual show. (February is a bit of a misnomer - they don't flower until early March here, although they do stand for a long time.)
Later on I spotted it - the first snowdrop in bloom! I grabbed my camera and squelched across the green bit that we call a lawn.
The first snowdrop. For me this is the sign of the start of the gardening year. I love snowdrops - they seem so frail, yet they are so strong; so vulnerable, yet so reliable. They seem to have an elegance and a purity that is unique. They speak to me of hope and resilience and faithfulness.
Not bad for a wee white flow'r! The magnificence of God's creation!