A choir of birdsong, a gentle breeze and the rustle of leaves overhead
Ferns gradually unfolding
Celandines
Cowslips with a background of bluebells make such a pretty picture. I always think of Uncle Silas getting merry on his homemade cowslip wine…it might be time to reread that delightful little book. 
The only other people Mum and I saw in the distance yesterday were a couple with a greyhound, later there was a ferocious sounding barking match between two dogs somewhere near the boundary of the woods. We never did see the other dog, but came across the couple again. According to the owner the dog had met his brother: “It’s like that in some families, isn’t it?”
A glimpse of a field of rape flowers through the trees.
Last year’s visit, with links to previous posts in the same bluebell woods.
Six things about bluebells you might not know, by the National Trust.
The Little Room of Rachell 
This is pure joy! Thank you! I’ll check out the other bluebell posts ASAP.
PS. The path in the wood calls for some fairies or at least deer!
You’re welcome!
Definitely need to read one of the other posts ….deer….
I forgot to mention the partridges, pheasant and rabbit we saw too this time.
I managed to find amazing views but no bluebells at the weekend. But there are a few in my garden. Maybe this weekend I’ll find more.
Check if they’re native, or Spanish. Ours all face the same way apparently …according to my Mum when I fired a quick how-to spot the difference question at her yesterday.
Here’s an interesting post I found:
http://www.bbowt.org.uk/blog/bbowtblog/2018/05/04/how-tell-difference-between-native-bluebell-and-spanish-bluebell
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