UBC Botanical Gardens was planted in September, and sprang into flower, as autumn crocuses do. In the spring and summer, they produce the greenery that strengthens the bulb; then this dies away to be replaced in autumn by a flower.
These brave flags made a row along the walk until the heavy rain came. Then they laid their heads down on the cement wall and gave themselves up to storm.
Yet a couple of days after the sun returned, another few brave blossoms followed.
I love the varied types of autumn crocus; their bravery and brightness in the face of heavy weather, and their promise of spring and new life beyond the encroaching winter.