Snowdrops are numerous in my garden right now and I've never brought any inside so decided to do just that this week.
Having been raised in Alaska, once Russian America, (1741 - 1867) and having spent a year in Sitka, (nee New Arkhangelsk) it's capital, complete with an historic Russian Orthodox church and Russian dance troupe, I've been exposed to and interested in Russian artifacts and culture for years. Only recently I discovered that my paternal grandfather's birthplace was listed as Russia in the 1940 census.
The blooms were tightly closed against the rain when picked but quickly opened up when brought inside. Such sweet and delicate things.
The little spice jar was joined by a Gzhel ceramic samovar and a Lomonosov teapot in Golden Garden pattern.
Presiding over the tea party is an icon of St. Nicholas and the group is joined by a tattered hellebore bloom rescued from the ground.
The riza cuts down on glare from the flash.
Счастливый садоводства (Happy gardening)
Tomorrow's post will be a little late as I'll be going to a preview of the gardens at the Northwest Flower and Garden Show in the morning and will want to share a peek with you.