An Ode to Snowdrops

 There’s an exponential relationship – I know this to be true

Between the length of winter and the desperate way I view

Those first emerging nodding bells of shimmering, pure white

Oh, common little snowdrop, you are such a welcome sight

A nosegay of snowdrops in an antique shot glass.  Placed in a little vase like this, you can sniff their sweet perfume.

A nosegay of snowdrops in an antique shot glass. Placed in a little vase like this, you can sniff their sweet perfume.

4 thoughts on “An Ode to Snowdrops

  1. Discovering you has been a joy for me. I have to remind myself that we haven’t actually met. MLS

    • Thank you, Mari Lise! I love that I’ve found so many like-minded, passionate souls on Facebook. We will meet soon.

    • Thanks, Theresa. I’m trying to populate this blog with a mininimum of research. And I do love to rhyme!