For years I have heard about the snow trillium – a flower I had never seen – and one of the first to emerge from winter slumber.
I finally went looking for these little wonders earlier this spring. Peering into piles of rotting leaves and other remnants of seasons past, I wandered in the woods. To be honest, I was not entirely sure what I was looking for. I had to look closer – much closer – to spot these tiny gems, gleaming white on the forest floor. They seemed impossible; how could they exist with so little encouragement? So little light, almost no warmth. What brave souls, to shine like that from the shadows.