Purple crocuses

There’s Always Hope…

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A couple of weeks ago, I was disappointed to see that rain had flattened the crocuses and turned them to coloured shreds. So it was a happy surprise to find another group a week later. (A different variety, but still with my favourite purple colouring.)

I don’t have a lot of crocuses in the garden and some are now in awkward places that are hard to get to, so difficult to photograph. Others were planted in more accessible places but have been accidentally lost when moving other plants or planting something new. Eventually, when the borders are a bit more settled, I’ll try to reserve a few areas where they can grow undisturbed. (But this year there is too much reorganisation going on in the garden. Maybe next year?)

For now, these bright little sparks are providing a touch of enjoyable colour in the garden. They also filled the gap before the daffodils began trying to steal the show. To be honest, I don’t have many daffodils either. (They tend to get disturbed by replanting of the borders too, even though they’re planted much deeper.) In the future I’d like to add considerably to the spring bulbs here – every flower is valued at this time of year!

Purple crocuses

21 thoughts on “There’s Always Hope…”

  1. See? I knew you’d like the purple anemones! These are gorgeous. It must be quite a delight to see such color after your long, gray winter. Despite all the reorganization and its consequences, I’d say you did wonderfully well in photographing them!

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    1. LOL, thank you Linda…getting down at things to photograph them isn’t as easy as it used to be! (And I was lucky that we had a patch of good weather too. It has changed again and today has been non-stop rain.) I think you have a pretty good idea of my tastes in colour! 🙂

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  2. Your mention of daffodils calls to mind the Wordsworth poem in which that’s the final word:

    I wandered lonely as a cloud

    That floats on high o’er vales and hills,

    When all at once I saw a crowd,

    A host, of golden daffodils;

    Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

    Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

     

    Continuous as the stars that shine

    And twinkle on the milky way,

    They stretched in never-ending line

    Along the margin of a bay:

    Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

    Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

     

    The waves beside them danced; but they

    Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

    A poet could not but be gay,

    In such a jocund company:

    I gazed—and gazed—but little thought

    What wealth the show to me had brought:

     

    For oft, when on my couch I lie

    In vacant or in pensive mood,

    They flash upon that inward eye

    Which is the bliss of solitude;

    And then my heart with pleasure fills,

    And dances with the daffodils.

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    1. Hopefully the daffodils will soon be dancing on the green in front of our house – then it will feel like spring! 🙂 (Wordsworth’s poem must be one of our most popular poems and it takes me right back to school days.)

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  3. What a pleasant surprise. Only a couple of clumps of mine managed too open properly this year. Once I have sorted out the bed they are in I might plant a few more – though dwarf narcissi might be more suitable.

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    1. I didn’t plant any new bulbs last autumn because I knew I had lots of things to split or move this year, so I’m hoping that I’ll be able to plant some this autumn. We shall see! (Depends how organised I am!)

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