It has been extra-ordinary and very un-English these couple of weeks in terms of the weather. The sun is shining all the time and the temperature is in the mid-20s. What more can you ask over a (late) Easter weekend?
And the bluebells are out. As I heard on the news, perhaps a fortnight earlier than last year but they are blossoming right now.
It was our friend Bill who first told me about a Reserve near our places where the bluebells are beautiful. And he would let me know when the flowers are in blossom. Sadly, he left us three years ago. Since then, I have been guessing my visits to the woods and luckily have not miss the blues of the bluebells. Several pictures have been used on the calendars that I produced.
This year, as I walked the Reserve, a local woman asked me. “Are you also going to the other Wood? More bluebells there.” What woods, I had no clue. So I checked my map and located this place and visited there on the following day.
And the scenes were stunning. Bluebells were just everywhere.
At Bill’s favourite woods, I have always struggled to capture the blues of the bluebells as they mixed with the greens of the weeds. But here, you can find seas in blue. It was late afternoon and so I decided to come back again in the morning as the flowers have lost that moisture from the morning dews. Altogether for two consecutive days, I must have wondered deep into that forest for more than six hours!
This afternoon, it rained alot for the first time in a month. You could feel the April shower tapping the dust off the trees and the leaves. All the colours of the grass, flowers and trees will be brighter.
I am tempted to visit the woods again tomorrow morning! Happy Easter.