Tuesday, 3 March 2009

Snowdrops Dropped In

Over the weekend we have been enjoying the company of some very good friends of ours who live in Colchester. Maris reads this blog most days and so knew about my previous snowdrop post. She arrived on Saturday armed with snowdrops she had dug from her own garden - so problem solved - how lucky is that?

We attended the pub quiz hoping the Colchester lot would boost our brainpower - not a bit of it! Too bad - not to worry - we had a very amusing and boisterous evening!

10 comments:

Granny on the Web said...

What a lovely gift!
My sister was showing me her snowdrops (Southport Lancs) when I was Skyping with her on Saturday, she took the laptop outside so the camera could pick up the sight. Beautiful.
We only have a few dotted about, but they look so lovely in a carpet.
We have mainly daffodils ready to pop at the moment.
Love Granny

Maggie May said...

What a wonderful friend! The kind I like!
Snow drops are lovely when they are established and with a bit of luck & TLC, they will spread & look like your picture!

Carol and Chris said...

Awww, that was really lovely of her....you have some fab friends :-)

C x

Lane said...

That was nice of your friend.
And the pub quiz- you didn't come last did you?;-)

Lane said...

That was nice of your friend.
And the pub quiz- you didn't come last did you?;-)

Lindsay said...

Lane - no we did not come last - we came 4th out of 7 teams. Actually it is best to come last as the booby prize is always quite good. We have won a wooden spoon in the past!

Liz said...

That's the sort of friend you want!

Ah, my word verifier is innice! As in: innit nice of her?

cheshire wife said...

That was nice of your friend. It is worth dropping the odd hint.

Darwen Reporter said...

I love snowdrops. There's a garden near me where they have a lovely display of them. I stand and gaze every morning at them. They are so delicate and pretty.

mountainear said...

It's a fantastic year for snowdrops - they seem to be everywhere in abundance. I wonder if the clumps we see, apropos of nothing, on the roadside are actually signs that once upon a time a cottage was there and that some cottager planted a few bulbs years and years ago.