The Phoenix has risen from the ashes.: Chirk Snowdrop Walk 29.2.2011

I had woken up early to find the morning dull and misty; the duvet was pulled up and then snuggled back into my moulded feather pillow and I went back to sleep! The ring of the phone woke me - a friend had rung me to see if I wanted to go to Chirk and do the "Snowdrop Walk" that had cropped up in conversation a week before. This was something that I had wanted to do for a while but like everything else was never done! Although in saying that I had gone to Chirk to see the daffodil display with my family last year.

I was slowly recovering from being in a deep sleep so with a promise of good weather in the afternoon, arrangements were made to meet in Chirk at 1.PM

The weather men had for a change got it right and it was a pleasure to be out experiencing the day. Strangely, the next day would be the last official time for seeing the display of snowdrops and I could have missed it for another year. Together with the sound of chirping birds, the eerie echo of the buzzards riding in the windless sky , underwings glinting white against the blue, and the hot rays of sunbeams beating down, there was a tranquil feel to the day and I was happy not to be at home missing out on the experience.

I liked the light on the neck of the sculpture

The Howard de Waldens introduced four bronze statues of naked nymphs. These were modelled by Antonio Luchessi, a leading sculptor of the Victorian age.

One of two sundials in the garden, which I was shown how to read much to my delight! I have always been intrigued by these,unfortunately it was set to British summer time.