On Sunday, a neighbour from further down the road left me a bucket full of snowdrops to plant in my front garden. Richard said she had beautiful eyes (I was rollerskating when she came). I don't really know her, we say hello and I have stopped now and then to chat over her garden fence. I don't even know her name. I did have a lengthy chat with her mother a few weeks ago. She was visiting and planting snowdrops from her own garden in her daughters garden. It looked so lovely. I mentioned that my snowdrops had not done so well and that I wanted to plant more this year also. She said that she would bring me some the next time she was visiting, what was my house number? I thought (I am ashamed to admit), yeah sure you will but said that this would be absolutely lovely, gave her my house number and went on my way. Then I forgot about it. But this kind lady did not forget. I planted the snowdrops yesterday afternoon, in small groups. They were still flowering, which apparently is when you have to move snow drops. Little do I know. Tonight I am going to return the now empty bucket with a thank you note. I will also introduce myself properly. I do live in a friendly neighbourhood, I really do.
In the meantime, a friend is putting decking down in her garden, right where her snowdrops are growing. I got some of her doomed plants. I shall have a veritable snow drop bonanza next year. Here's to late winter 2016!
Have a lovely rest of the week. Cx