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"I love snowdrops. I used to start looking for them at the end of January. They were always faithful and bloomed for a very long time, even after being snowed or sleeted on. They never looked anything but alert and bright in the dreary winter landscape. They always amazed me...how such a fragile beautiful little flower could face the difficult weather elements and still hold their heads high. They were delicate and strong. I think of them every January and wonder how they are doing."
--Ingrid Kretschmer |
