I put the pegs down and went in search of my camera. As the tiny flower swayed in the breeze supported by its long stem, I took shot after shot until I was satisfied I had captured its purity. I wanted a shot from the underside of this miracle of nature, for that I needed to step back into the bed. My left foot ignored my request not to step on any plants, but Mr H was at work so there was no risk of reprimand...
I went inside to download the photographs.
The washing was still in the basket
There really is more to life than work!
They are spring snowflakes..which Mr H planted.