Some of you already know my Snowdrops story (please forgive the repetition !)....
... but for those who don't

Snowdrops have a very personal special meaning for me.

I was an 8 mth babe.. and though healthy.. a month early and born at home... in the worst February winter London had known for many years. Snowdrops bloom through the ice.. and my Dad said I was a fighter.. and called me his Snowdrop.

It stuck.... he always made sure I had Snowdrops on my birthday.. till he died.

Jay (the American gent I married in January 2005) carried that on once he knew... even through some adversity.

I have planted some here ... hard to get them in the USA.. but I went through Brecks.. and when we moved here to the house I call Snow's Light in June 2011 ... I ordered.. and planted them in that October.... often they dont flower the 1st year. BUT.. they are slowly increasing in the number of flowers each Spring now.. and I planted 60 more

My house is called "Snow's Light" ... Snowdrops Lighthouse... I also collect Lighthouses and miss the sea desperately. Its a real physical pain... Although I have traveled all my life and lived abroad... now... at 61 I am feeling homesickness desperately. Maybe as we get older we finally need our roots.

I always believed I would move to New Zealand..... but the Dream Catcher mistook an American gent for a New Zealander !

So.... Snowdrops are the flower of my heart... and it goes with the 2nd one.. Mistletoe... which is the Spirit and Heart of the Oak... and the final one of Yellow Roses.. the colour of Happiness

Mother Earth protects us all.... there should be no divide of Faith... we all have an investment in the beauty there is

Sail on Fair Winds and Calm seas... and Walk in Beauty ........


EXPLORED !