Crocus – London, March 2010
There comes a point in every winter when you think you can’t take it any more – the waking up in the dark, the frozen toes in bed at night, the kitchen like a steamy sauna every time you boil rice, the bare branches silhouetted against a relentlessly grey sky. But then one morning you step outside to find that the frozen earth has miraculously sprouted purple crocus flowers, and you know that the end is in sight. And that makes everything better.
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I love these crocus and this one is my favourite colour(habing only a blue and white garden!) I know what you mean…by the end of winter I just start needing some warmth in my bones..I have already started wearing lighter summer clothes…can’t handle a winter jumper or turtle neck any more!!
Lovely photo!
ronelle
Beautiful shot of a crocus! I used to love to pick them in the mountains in Lebanon where they grow wild everywhere.
I sneeze just looking at all the pollen! Lovely.
So purty! Gorgeous shot hon =)
The Crocus family is actually the saffron family. I just grew saffron and the flower looks almost identical. The only difference is you get 3 saffron threads per flower..:)