Bingley bluebells

After I'd crossed Beckfoot Bridge (see yesterday) I walked along the River Aire and through the woods, returning through Bingley's Myrtle Park. It's a pretty walk and there were few people around so it made a change from the busier routes around Saltaire. The tree canopy is higher and rather more sparse than in my local Hirst Woods and, in consequence, the bluebells were a little more advanced, though still not at their peak. (This was a week or so ago.) It was all so pretty; it's definitely my favourite time of year and seeing nature so benign and abundant is a good antidote to the grim pandemic world we're living in.

There was hardly a breath of wind and the reflections in the river were wonderful. The shot below is taken from Cottingley Bridge, where Bradford Road crosses the Aire just south of Bingley.