Since easing of some restrictions, we are no longer asked to "stay local",
so yesterday we set out to find some wild bluebells, afraid that may be we missed the show. Their season is about now, or earlier if we get warm spring. But for most of April we had frosty most nights and it has been very, very dry, so everything is late.
We drove out to our old haunts, the Stourhead Estate,
which is managed by the National Trust.
There, in the middle of the forest is a place where one can't fail to see bluebells, but even here they are only just now coming through.
This is the edge of the Parkhill Camp.
In about a week, or 10 days time this area will be covered in a carpet of blue.
But there on the sunny banks of the "Camp" there are blue areas already,
some hidden among wild primroses.
They are such an iconic sight of English spring.
Despite feeling little cheated because we arrived too early to see the whole "show",
we enjoyed our walk in the woods, with so much fresh lime green all around,
and many wild flowers too.
It felt a very "normal" day.
And today is raining - at last!
Unusually - the rain is very welcome 😀
