Late walk in the bluebell woods

Today, I finally went to the bluebell woods. I didn't need to see them to know they were there. Their scent like sprinkled sugar on warm bread, the taste of crushed green and pollen, damp earth underfoot and the buzzing of tiny insects...

Smell, touch,hearing, taste... and a feast for the sight. I do love bluebells.

Walking down the bluebell path

Tree, and bluebells, and dappled light

Close up

Blue and green should always be seen

Bark + bare feet

Time to go home