Pretty snowdrop. My MIL had hundreds growing around the farm and used to pick and bunch them and take to a florist to sell. She died 35 years ago in early January and the snowdrops are always coming into flower then so we always pick a big bunch to put on her grave.
Ana Linden 
A beautiful photo of hope. ❤
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Thank you, Carol! ❤ 🙂
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Such a beautiful image.
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Thank you, Anita! Spring is in the air. 🙂
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Only a month remaining, of traditional Winter.
Soon that traditional (j/k) marker, Daylight Savings Time, will rear its inevitable presence.
Here in West Tennessee, it is raining, and winds are gusting, and it is unseasonably warm.
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It’s abnormally warm here as well. We had no snow this winter, which is somewhat out of the ordinary…
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Love this t aste of spring
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It does feel like spring… although it’s a bit early for it. But it is pleasant. 🙂
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Yes
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This is lovely!
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Thank you! 🙂
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So fragile, and yet so strong. Beautiful.
Elza Reads
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I agree, they’re surprisingly resilient.
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Pretty snowdrop. My MIL had hundreds growing around the farm and used to pick and bunch them and take to a florist to sell. She died 35 years ago in early January and the snowdrops are always coming into flower then so we always pick a big bunch to put on her grave.
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That’s a beautiful way of commemorating her.
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A taste of spring. Beautiful.
Have a fabulous Wordless Wednesday. ♥
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It’s beginning to look a lot like spring. 😉
Have a wonderful week, Sandee! ❤
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