The last of the bluebell photos, I promise, though they are so lovely. My neighbour tipped me off about an area of woodland I hadn't explored before, near the bottom of the Glen Tramway. It's called Walker Wood, and it has a very different feel from Hirst Woods, with which I'm more familiar. Walker Wood is a continuation of the woodland that runs all the way along the escarpment, from Shipley Glen to Baildon. It's a very steep site, and strewn with rocks and mossy boulders so it has quite a magical feel.
Exploring the woods has been so refreshing this spring, a welcome distraction from all that is going on in our world. I've been trying to find quotes about bluebells; strangely there seem to be few of them. Perhaps even poets have been struck dumb by their beauty.
Your third photo is a beauty. Jenny, what Walter de la Mere did you can do too! Here is a poetic niche just waiting for an artistically gifted soul like yourself to fill! I'll help you start: I wandered lonely as a cloud, them bluebells really did me proud........See, it's a doddle, off you go!
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ReplyDeleteIt looks like a magical place! Gorgeous, Jenny!
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful shots of beautiful flowers.
ReplyDeleteThis certainly does look like a magical escape from the present woes of the world, Jenny. It's one I think we would all enjoy escaping to so you are very fortunate. Thanks for sharing these lovely blooms.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful colour and softness! I usually prefer a bit of soft sunshine on the bluebells, but your photos prove that is not always necessary. I can never get enough of looking at photos of bluebells.
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