As mentioned in an earlier post, (https://lagill6.wordpress.com/2019/10/20/past-times/), there are strong echoes of past times in Blakeney. High Street is narrow and there are no pavements. It is bordered by sturdy but elegant, cobbled houses and properties, and (mostly) painted white. Shops and businesses are assimilated within the overall character of the street.
The pictures below were taken at lunchtime on the first Saturday in October. Blakeney is not a noisy place!
During the past two weeks snowdrops have appeared in growing numbers beneath hedgerows, in woodlands and on the verges beside the bridle way. They will be with us for the next few weeks.
What joy these small flowers brings at this time of the year! With remarkable resilience the snowdrop forces its way through frozen earth, through matted ivies, nettles, decaying leaves and fallen branches to produce a carpet of pure white.
There can be few more uplifting sights than the banks of snowdrops that appear in abundance at this time of the year. The resilience of these small flowers never ceases to amaze, however severe the weather might be. In fact, this particular winter has been remarkably mild – so far!
It is snowdrop time. Each and every year I marvel at the resilience and determination of these deceptively ‘delicate’ and ‘dainty’ flowers as they blossom beside the bridleway having forced their way, often, through frozen ground or, as this year, through dead grass, broken twigs and other decaying detritus from 2015.
There is about the anemone blanda a delightful sense of innocence and purity that contrasts with some of its noisier neighbours in the early Spring garden.