bluebell days

I absolutely love bluebells.

And anyone who has been following this blog for a while

will know that popping along to the bluebell woods

is a scheduled in part of Dear Beautiful spring times.

I have so many memories of going to the bluebell woods near my grandparents'

and having such adventures among those beautiful blue flowers.

The first year we took the little man it was practically the end of the season

and the best of the flowers were starting to disappear,

but he still enjoyed his little bluebell walk.

Last year we had a lovely time

watching our two little ones sit in amongst the flowers.

But this year was a full blown proper adventure,

with two independent and inquisitive little people

who loved every second.

I don't think I ever remember seeing the bluebells so abundant and so lush.

They are out a little early this year too, 

so the early spring and mild, wet winter clearly agree with them.

It was like a blanket of blue in places as we went through the wood,

it was simply stunning.