The snowdrops transplanted from my mother’s garden are thriving at the foot of the fruit trees along the path leading from the five-bar gate to the 12 ‘secret’ plots beyond. The bare root gage I planted last year to replace the stricken Victoria plum tree seems to have taken, attended by its own little clump of snowdrops.
Huerto 
I can’t remember a shorter not-quite-winter! You will be busy without a proper holiday!
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Having just returned from skiing in Austria, I’ve had enough snow and ice and am now all set for seed planting… just brought the propagator in from the garage to get ready!
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Beautiful, in full glory … Years ago, I transplanted a clump of snowdrops from Sitara’s garden, which lasted a few seasons but eventually disappeared. I miss them.
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