This week saw Candlemas on Wednesday. I always pick a few snowdrops from the garden to bring inside for Candlemas, they are such a joyful celebration of the spring to come it is a real blessing to have them around. I always feel a bit guilty about picking them, but there are plenty more outside and when the snow and ice comes they get spoiled. Our house is quite cold, so they keep well for a long time in water.
It's never until they are arranged in a small vase that the inner beauty of their centres can be seen properly; their heads are bowed so modestly, it's even hard to get a photo of them indoors - here they are on the windowsill, still looking very shy.