Snowdrops. Ya gotta love ‘em.
Dainty, pure white flowers that thrive in the coldest, darkest part of the year.
In the Pacific Northwest they always arrive just before Imbolc, the festival of first light.
They reassure us that winter won’t last forever.
But for me, the arrival of these cheerful flowers triggers bittersweet memories.
The snowdrops in the picture are growing in my front yard. They used to grow next door in Patty’s front yard. We were friends and neighbors for over twenty years, and we did a lot of talking during that time. The things we talked about most were gardens and growing things.
Two years ago Patty lay dying of cancer in a hospital bed in her living-room, surrounded by grieving friends and family.
But snowdrops were blooming in her front yard.
5 thoughts on “My Snowdrops are out! Imbolc Will Be Here Soon.”
What a nice way to remember Patty. Happy Imbolc.
How sweet! What a beautiful reminder of infinite spirit. Namaste’ Rebecca
Don’t forget the snowdrop is “moly” and can be used against sorcery, specifically the potion that turns your crew into disorderly pigs.
Love to All Suzi
I didn’t know that Moly is snowdrops!
Here’s what Homer says: “The root was black, while the flower was as white as milk; the gods call it Moly, Dangerous for a mortal man to pluck from the soil, but not for the deathless gods. All lies within their power”.
I do know it is considered unlucky to pick snowdrops and bring them inside.
Thank you, Suz!
Lots of hugs and enjoy the lengthening light.
Very cool Suz! I didn’t know that either. xxx