Snowdrops in The View from the Terrace

I hate this miserable damp grey weather. It feels as if it has been like this for ever. It was really starting to get me down at the end of last week. Then on Monday the sun was out and, though it was still cold, I felt like a different person. I had to get out so we drove to Kentchurch where there are masses of snowdrops, it was so uplifting to see them. Afterwards we went to the garden centre to buy some. I have no luck with planting them, they never come back the next year and even if I leave them in their pots they don’t survive, but they are not expensive so I buy them each year. The only ones that thrive in our garden are at the bottom in the corner where we buried the dog 6 years ago. It’s rather nice to see them growing next to his headstone but to see them I have to get down the sloping lawn which is rather muddy after all of the rain so I only go there now and then. After that one bright day we are back to dull, damp and cloudy again.