This tiny autumn crocus, purchased at the 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.
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