They are so special for me as well – but it’s the feeling of ‘being there’, in a woodland like that in spring. I have planted them here, but have to go home in May/early June to experience again. Reply
There’s nothing like a bluebell wood (on your own, no noise) for bringing out the philosopher in the man or woman. Reply
The woods are just outside the village where my mother lives – I always try to visit in May for the bluebells! Reply
I store it year after year and go back to see them almost every year. Unfortunately I think I might miss them this year. Reply
What a beautiful place, I can practically feel the mood of the woodland your pictures capture it so well! Reply
Thanks so much. It’s a very special place to me because it’s the wood just outside the village where my mum lives. Reply
Bluebell woods. Comrie, Perthshire, Scotland
Garden Dreaming at Châtillon 
Bluebells were the first flowers I loved and remain a nostalgic pleasure.
They are so special for me as well – but it’s the feeling of ‘being there’, in a woodland like that in spring. I have planted them here, but have to go home in May/early June to experience again.
Beautiful, ours are all getting over now. What a joy they are.
Thank goodness we can still enjoy them!
What a treat to see that field of bluebells. I have always liked them since my first sighting.
There’s nothing like a bluebell wood (on your own, no noise) for bringing out the philosopher in the man or woman.
Thanks, Cath. Oh,, I remember it well. M
Pictures posted for you Mum – wish we could go there today together!
The woods are just outside the village where my mother lives – I always try to visit in May for the bluebells!
How beautiful. It’s a memory to store up for a whole year. Until next spring.
I store it year after year and go back to see them almost every year. Unfortunately I think I might miss them this year.
Enchanting. I love blue flowers.
What a beautiful place, I can practically feel the mood of the woodland your pictures capture it so well!
Thanks so much. It’s a very special place to me because it’s the wood just outside the village where my mum lives.