2 Feb 2017

To a Snowdrop

Ardd Fotaneg · Botanic Garden

Our Snowdrop Weekend on Saturday February 4th to Sunday 5th is fast approaching. While volunteering at the Library this week I came across Wordsworth’s To A Snowdrop, a poem that so memorably evokes the changing of the seasons.

Among the first flowers to appear in the new year, and looking so fragile, snowdrops thrive in the harshest weather. Emerging through frost and snow, returning faithfully each year, to carpet gardens, woods and riverbanks, they quietly welcome the coming of spring.



LONE Flower, hemmed in with snows and white as they

But hardier far, once more I see thee bend

Thy forehead, as if fearful to offend,

Like an unbidden guest. Though day by day,

Storms, sallying from the mountain-tops, waylay

The rising sun, and on the plains descend;

Yet art thou welcome, welcome as a friend

Whose zeal outruns his promise! Blue-eyed May

Shall soon behold this border thickly set

With bright jonquils, their odours lavishing

On the soft west-wind and his frolic peers;

Nor will I then thy modest grace forget,

Chaste Snowdrop, venturous harbinger of Spring,

And pensive monitor of fleeting years!


Come along and share a treasured moment.